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