Still Happy

I'm drowning.

Weighed down under the surface of the sea,

bubbling, gushing into everything.

The thoughts and feelings of you, 

of everyone. 

I can't keep everyone happy,

but I try.


I'm buried alive. 

Covered up by responsibilities, 

while people shovel more on.

But I might be all they have

so I let them. 


Because why 

should so many have to suffer,

when there is someone to help?



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