maybe happiness is nothing but a myth
only found in fairytales with a prince
maybe no one in this world is really happy
and they just play pretend so no one can see
maybe everyone cries every night on a pillow wet with tears
maybe everyone is really insecure and drown in their fears
maybe everyone has something hard they are going through
maybe everyone on the inside really feels like I do
you, my friend have a gift. A gift of getting the message out using such simplistic words to make such a lovely. Please keep writing, reading this was a pleasure.
Wow, this is a very cruel myth.
But like you I feel like it is the hard truth.
I haven't been happy for years.
I believe this poem is true as well as you do.
Only there are a few things that make us happy.
But when all this death, pain, hatred, anger, and resentment...it's harder than hell to hold on.
i really don't know what to say.. this left me spechless
i feel like this all the time.. so i guess it's true.. thanks for putting it down in words for me