how dare you fucking ask me
whether or not i'm happy.
how can you not tell
it's not like a fake it
like i fake everything else.

a depression i can't bury
deep inside
for some reason that part
is just impossible to hide.

feel the black over-take the white.
like wrong always prevails
over right.
it's not like in the stories
the good thing only gives
momentary glory.

eternal happiness
what is this insane dream
you speak of?
that's even more retarded
than that other thing
you believe in
called love.

give your head a shake
and leave the land
of make-believe.
you're preaching to the
wrong girl
so give it up
pretty please.

love michelle.