Observations of misinformation
Darker days
If only they were just a haze
As I say
Like my brain
But I guess it says
Something about me
Can’t let it go
I am the happiest person I know
Yet I cry
More than
You’ll ever know
But I guess
That’s just
The way it goes
I used to say
I feel too much
A constant rush
Fragile as dust
But now
I am
Just
Rust
And my tears
Erode
The ideas
I once wrote
What I thought
To know
As happiness
Was nothing more than lust
Pain
Is
A
Must
And happiness,
Is not enough