I Hate People Who Are Happy
I hate people who are happy
The way their eyes light up and shine
I hate how they hold hands with one another
And no one ever touches mine
I hate how he talks about her
Like she’s the only girl he sees
I hate how his eyes trail across the room
And never once looks at me
I hate how the world is gleaming
But my stance is marred by shadows
I illuminate my face with fluorescent lights
Carving smiles ‘til they’re hollowed
“Congratulations!”
“That’s wonderful!”
“I’m so happy for you!”
I’m so happy your life is bursting with colors
While mine is beaten black and blue
I’m so happy you found your missing other
That I’m struggling with words to mince and chew
But you don’t notice, do you?
You’re too busy gnashing your lips to see me gnashing my teeth
Too busy grinding your hips to see me grinding my feet
Into the ground, digging a hole, trying to hide under there
Because it’s seeing people happy that I can’t bear
Because it’s seeing people love each other while no one cares
About me
You see
You might be blinded by the stars in your eyes
Too far away on that rocket ship to hear my cries
You won’t remember it as the solar system lights up with you
You will forget it as you embrace the sun
The simple truth that while some people come in twos
Some like me are left with none
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I Hate People Who Are Happy (A Collection of Poems)
Poetry"I hate people who are happy, the way their eyes light up and shine. I hate how they hold hands with one another, and no one ever touches mine." A collection of my poetry.