Can I choose to be happy
Or is it fate
Will my life be full of sorrow
Or do I wake up and smile
Are days doomed to be crappy
Or can I find a true mate
Can I laugh about it tomorrow
Or will me tears add to pile
It’s hard to know in this day
But I hope to awake at a new dawn
One of smiles and laughter
Where the sun always shines
Dark cloud will always have a say
But do I cry on the lawn
Or do I awake to know I matter
All I know is the choice is mine
He never liked me.
No one ever likes me.
People say they have no one.
But they don’t understand this feeling.
Of being lost.
Of being dead.
Of being gone.
