HappyHappy-Happy by Attempts-At-Normalcy
1. Feeling or showing pleasure or contentment.
2. Having a sense of confidence in or satisfaction with (a person, arrangement, or situation)
Synonyms: glad - fortunate - joyful - lucky - merry - cheerful
When we show contentment, do we actually feel it?
Or is it just the illusion that we are so used to showing the world?
Pleasure can be a negative thing.
We all have negative, harmful, guilty pleasures.
What if what makes us "happy" makes others sad?
I don't think I could be "happy" then...
I am confident with myself.
I don't need to be afraid of what others think of me.
I am truly happy with who I am.
My satisfaction may come from something "negative", "harmful", or "guilty", but if no one knows,
I'm happy with life.
PerspectiveSometimes I find myself thinking of how we fell apart,Perspective by Attempts-At-Normalcy
How you earned my trust and made me believe you’d never break my heart.
But more often than not nowadays, I find myself wondering,
What did it look like to you?
To me it was a wake up call, a shock into reality,
I realized that you were a playful soul, as playful as a player can be.
From my eyes, you toyed with me for years, used my naivety to drown your loneliness,
But what did you think you were doing?
I like to imagine that you actually loved me, it makes me feel better inside,
I like pretending that you sometimes think of me, and smile at the memories.
But it’s over and done, there’s nothing left to say.
But I wish I was the one, the one that made you stay.
Use and AbuseI never understood you.Use and Abuse by Attempts-At-Normalcy
You would call me
fat, ugly, and filthy,
Then you’d turn right around and use me.
And you let him.
You would hit me
beat me, kick me,
And then say you didn’t mean it.
And you believed him.
Every. Single. Time.
I let you use me.
Because that’s what I thought love was.
You told me that no one could ever love me,
So I let you use me to try to get a taste of “love”.
That wasn’t love. That was sick.
I always believed you.
Because I convinced myself that your apologies were sincere.
You told me I was worthless.
So I let you beat me so I got what I deserved.
And then once he abandoned you, you still did it to yourself.
You ruined what was left of me.
But I should thank you…
Because in a twisted way,
I get to start again.
You are beautiful.
You are strong.
You are valuable.
Don’t let anyo
MessEverywhere I goMess by Out-Of-Earths-Reach
Every single place
The troubles seem to grow
Every smiling face
Eventually frowns with woe
Why can't I do
I just screw
Up everything despite
The happiness I try to spew
Is it me
Am I the source of this ache
Does the pain flow free
Is this what I make
Should I go away and hide
Never to see others
Or the outside
But would I stop another's
Pain and be the only one that ever cried
What is a life with no grey
When everyone is sad
I'd give it all away
It wouldn't be that bad
I would finally be able to say
I saved a life