• Happiness is a disease.
    It doesn't go away until something or someone destroys it.
    It puts you at ease,
    Helps you let your guard down,
    But when you let your guard down,
    You drown.
    Happiness can be good, but it gets in the way.
    In the way of the real world, of reality.
    You see, if you're happy your whole life,
    Then it hurts 100x worse when you get crushed.
    If you're used to pain and agony stabbing sharply like a knife,
    Then there's no difference when something bad happens.
    Like I said, happiness can be good,
    But it never fails to separate you from reality using a huge gap.
    I've gotten used to pain and blood.
    Though, I used to be happy, I had let my guard down,
    But I drowned.
    In a great sea of sorrow and pain,
    I drowned mostly from doing good deeds, and trying to be myself.
    So why should I work to be nice,
    When I can not work, and be mean?
    It makes no sense, to be punished for giving no pain.
    Now, I'm myself, but my heart is cold as ice.
    My blood is cold as ice.
    The freezing emotions rushing about have numbed me.
    But there's one human who brings me out,
    Makes me want to let my guard down,
    But I can't, I'll get hurt again.
    Yet I do, I must be insane.
    These past years have been filled with so much pain.
    I've tried to be happy, but I gave up and concluded that it was a lost cause.
    All the hurt, from other humans,
    So what makes me think that I can trust this one?
    The things he says and does are no different from the past guys,
    But with my icy veins in his grasp, I begin to melt.
    What have I done?
    I am going to get hurt again. I know it, it's inevitable.