So they say.

"Happiness is a pill hard swallowed by the unhappy."

Truth be told, however melodramatically dark as I can be.
Im pretty sure Im reasonably happy,
just trying to figure out what that means
like the rest of the lot.


To add a mild retraction to my prior counterpolarity:
"But I see what they want to pick at
and their intent is to cause injury,
then so be it.

I don't care,
I'm too tired to fight
or prove anymore."

To be very honest,
I do care, I should not I say I don't.
It's silly sensitivity on my part,
but really it comes from years of being bullied.
Being picked on has made me very temperamental
when it comes to feeling injured and hurt.

I edit myself because I have misplaced my anger.