Every time I think I'm happy
She ruins it
Harassing me
Abusing me
I sit where it's hard to find me
Where she can't see me
Will she ever stop going through the ones I love to hurt me?
Sometimes I wonder if happiness even exists
Or if people fake it
I hide in the crowds and let my friends pull me close when shes near
I avoid places she could be
I keep my schedule packed so I don't have to think
And yet it's not enough
Will it ever be enough?
To know that happiness exists
Even if I never experienced it?
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Author:
lavenderlover (
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- Comment from author about the poem: These will get less sad soon I promise.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Your honesty is courageous and your poems are tender. They make my day better.
Thank you so much!
I love the sadness turn it up I love this song!!
lol thanks!
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