Guilty for being HappyA Poem by YahalloWhy do I feel guilty when I get a bit happy? Don't I deserve it? Am I the one making myself miserable? I...
Tonight I went to a bar
Black walls But Golden lamps I was there with someone Maybe even a few People Who knows The lights would change the colours From green to red To blue to pink Blinding me A happy bunch of youth Drinking their coke And wine Sitting in the dark Nobody knows my name here A thousand faces swim around In the sea of Music and cigarette smoke I feel so guilty being here How'd I get to be A part of them I gulp I look at them and him and them And he looks at me and them and me Being watched makes me high But I don't wanna do drugs I don't feel like Deceiving people any longer So I take my jacket And go home sober © 2018 YahalloReviews
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