My Happiness

Depressed as the world comes down upon me
and darkens the sunlit sky into a ditch of hell
I never know when to shut my thoughts out
until I fall asleep in peace

I hate the days I live
I regret everything I've done
unable to talk about the feelings
my voice is hushed

My cries mean nothing
Sadness is a normal feeling
the moon is my only friend
and then I am not sure

Everyone seems to turn on me
I don't understand why?
Smiling is my fakeness,
my dramatization
I do not actually mean

So hush me until my time
and then will I be happy...