HAPPY FACE

I woke up in the morning crying out of bed,
Sometimes somethings in life are better left unsaid.
But that doesn’t mean all the tears I shed,
are any less real than this life that I dread.
I’m always playing catch up since I stopped popping all these meds,
I got caught in the crossfire & now I live with this bullet in my head.
I’m still able to walk & pretend like the rest,
Taking what comes my way and working with what I get.
Cause truth be told, life’s either blue or life’s either red,
And I wish I were colorblind so that I could put on a happy face instead.

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