Empty Word

Happiness is an empty word
Being happy will get you hurt
It ends so sudden and harsh
I can't bear to be happy because being happy means giving in
Giving in to the hell that follows
I wont be a follower, i will lead you
Walk down the street and flank me
I will show you where true joy lies
Happiness is a fraud but true joy
True joy makes life golden

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