Happy?

This poem may seem off, or even a little sappy,

But all I often wish for is to be happy.

The clouds roll in and keep me captive.

I remain silent though my screen says active.

If I smile too long it hurts my face,

Because the expression is so out of place.

I feel like I’m forcing with all that I’ve got,

Trying to be happy in a world that is not.

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