How much for happy

by Rayne   Mar 8, 2007


Like all the cuts
and skipping meals
exercising non stop
to hide your fears
downing pills so fast
you lost count
screaming inside
but you cant get out
like an addict to depression
and a feeling you cant top
so alone in the dark
is where you'll feel crappy
I guess in the end
no one's meant to be happy

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