It never goes away.

It’s like a scar,

Sometimes reminds you of pain.

Some scars can be covered up,

But sadness is not an art.

I am sad once again,

I know I over-complain.

It’s just who I am,

A hollow empty void,

That can never quite grasp joy.

I can’t associate it to anything,


Any longer.

It’s just me,

And I’m just sad.

And people say to me,

Well it’s just too bad,

Don’t be sad,

Be happy, be glad.

But a life without sadness,

Is a life without happiness.

So I am glad to be sad,

Because I will be happy,

Maybe not now,

But I will be somehow.


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