Happy

I am Happy

I am filled with hollow hellos

shallow smiles

empty handshakes

just finish the moment

step by step

day by day

I am Happy

joy is swallowed with

ice cold cylinders

right after self-esteem

and drive

inside those sweet bullets,

I am only hiding it deeper inside

so the world thinks

I am still Happy,

But I am Happy

everything is fine

I am not stigma

or stereotype

or misconception

or statistic

I do not fear ridicule

or judgement day

War is Perpetual

Death, the Enemy

I will always fight

because one day

I will be Happy

 
This poem is about: 
Me

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