My teacher asked me to write something happy,
I simply looked at her and said " my happy isn't your happy",
My happy may be filled with blood and the dark,
Not rainbows and kittens; or children having fun in a park.
However I do have happiness in my life,
That don't resemble blood, pain or even a knife.
If nothing else I have my friends,
I know I will have them through life's hardest of bends.
