Umm... I don't remember when I wrote this, but it's not that great. The idea is there, but getting it accross isn't so good. Sorry.

Thanks for your time.

Happy

I am happy

when I’m home alone.

No one’s around to hear

my pain filled cries and groans.

I am happy

when my music’s too loud.

Then you can’t hear

my screams above the sounds.

I am happy

when thunderstorms arrive.

Then no one knows I’m crying

‘cause I’m barely able to survive.

I am happy

when all are fast asleep.

Then no one knows my secrets

that in my nightmares creep.

I am happy

when pencil and paper are near.

I have a portal to let my soul out

and write away my fear.

I am happy

when you leave me in the dust.

Then I know the torture’s over;

left with more proof life just sucks.