I cry. sometimes
I laugh sometime.
Now I party like I commit a crime.
Left alone to my own wit.
Every now and I can have a fit.
I feel sometimes that I am lit.
Never once has this life been easy. And once in
a while I feel queasy. But yet I dance, laugh, cry, love, and party. this life is full of heart.
Now i must play my part.
-DaRcLyFe
Btw: I suck at happy poems ^_^ better at sad ones v_v.
