Pressure happiness

Fri, 02/10/2023 - 16:08 -- Zanies

     Don't ask me why I do it

don't ask me why I fold

why I'm always so complacent

Why I'm easy for him to hold

     Because I'll do anything not to hurt him

to cause pain, be annoying, envoke rage

and he's all I need in the faux world

the only one who makes me happy

and while I worry it bares too much weight

he's the only one who van make me happy

and to be one in billions

to be rare and one of a kind

to be responsible for all that makes me smile

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