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. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: "Happy" by P!nk

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