Being a human, I want things my way.I want to be happy, What can I say.But for some reason, it never happens.I keep trying, but my sorrow deepens.I look at others, they seem to be fine.Whiskey doesn't help, neither does doing a line.Life is beautiful they say, but is it really?I guess it's just me, I can't find it frilly.Don't get me wrong, I'd rather live than die.Even if I can't smile, at least I can cry...