Happy

Push me in your happy box

Squeeze me til I die

you don't hear the words I'm saying-

Not even when I cry.

You've tired of the words I'm said-

sometimes they're not a lie.

I told you I won't go today-

You say I have no choice

even when I feel there is no way...

you don't know the entire truth.

In the ground I wish to lay

And I fall out of your box in which I no longer fit.