"Are you happy?" Is such a difficult question
I always say yes, because I have friends
I laugh at jokes, I go out a lot and have fun
My life isn't as bad as it could be
And I don't have terrible problems
It could be worse
But then, one night at 3 AM, when I'm alone
Still awake, lying in bed, thinking about life
I found myself crying my heart out
Suddenly, I convince myself that nobody likes me, or will very like me
I feel horrible and I question everything I had
And I don't know if I was ever happy
~found on Twitter~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
