Happiness

A life, thrown away
just washed right down the drain
A tear, running down her face
A life full of disgrace.

Tired of caring, tired of trying
He hurts to much, he feels like dying
A life lost, why does it have to be this way?
Why doesn't anyone have anything to say?

A world full of hatred, but why?
You should be happy, and never cry
Because you never know, what tomorrow brings
So why waste time, get up and sing

Because this life it's all going to hell
Why be sad and dwell
When you can be happy like me
Or at least thats what i appear to be.