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Personal (Melancholy) I'm afraid to be happy
so I push away
those who love me,
scared that it isn't true.
I want to be better
but I find myself
being the same bitter
person no matter what.
Can I get through
the dark days?
This world around me
won't go away.
I let it seep into
my heart even though
I know I shouldn't
and the cycle continues.
I just can't bring
myself to be happy
in the things I should
be content with.
