It's harder to write you're happy 
It's easier being sad 
I want to write again 
but the happiness has made me bad 

It's harder to sleep when your happy 
The days you long to wake 
The adrenaline keeps you alive 
but I just want to sleep 

It's harder being happy 
But I don't want to be sad 
Life would be easier 
but I like it now 

Love 

It hurts 
It heals 
it mends 
It shields 

Hate 

It destroys 
It destroys 
It destroys 

I'm destroyed 






I'm happy 

Take me from this world
Relieve my woes
I'd like to go anywhere
As long as my identity is unknown

Take me from this world
Which my emotions fluctuate 
I'd like to be stable
I'd like to be free

Take me from this world
Pretty please?
The world from my eyes
Is not a good sight to see

Growing up around drugs.

I thought it was normal,
that it couldn't do any harm.
Never brought up questions,
Of him sticking a needle in his arm.

Or maybe when mummy
Was locked in a room,
I didn't know what was happening.
I was so confused.
So I kicked the door,
Till they let me in.

Drugs on the table,
Men on the floor,
Mummy unstable,
Hole in the door.

Oh no there was a better time,
Mummy's boyfriend lost...

It's getting too hard
Everyday's the same.
I start to feel okay,
Then I cry again.

I try to distract myself
With stupid, little things
But in the end I know,
I'm not anything.

I don't have friends
To laugh and cry with.
I don't have a family
To confide in.

I have no one.
Well I have misery.
But when I die,
Who'll mourn me?

We're too obsessed with fake shit.
We're immune to relating with pain .
But...