Everyone is doing great,
Everyone, but me is happy,
Why is it that only I seem to hate?
The sky is so cheerful,
The sun is so bright,
Why is it so dark only at night?
Children dance and sing,
Women sit in the park,
I see so many smiles,
I see the light in everyone else's eyes,
Though, I'm drowning in my own lies.
I say I'm fine,
Whenever you ask,
I smile, yet, am hateful in my mind,
In my own self pity I bask.
I act so very fake,
I am so very dark,
I live in the confusion only I make,
I envy the happiness in that park.
With myself I fight,
Though, each and everyday,
I become darker,
Just like that dark, dark night.