are you happy now, Joy?

你最喜歡說自己很快樂

but the foundation of your

(wretched) happiness

are cemented tears,

screaming straws,

and weeping furniture

you just seem to love

the salty taste of saline

and the chorus of bleak cries

that echo throughout the night

like a sweet lullaby

(don’t you, Miss Joy?)

A/N: the Chinese words there mean, “you always love to say you’re so happy”. it’s true (about Joy) and irony is almost too funny.