I was made to create your happiness.
I was designed.
All I ever was,
Was meant to be perfect,
A good thing.
But I can't even do that!
I have a flaw,
A burning fault in my code,
I can't give you all your happiness,
If I don't feel anything.
If I could wish to make this life,
Disappear,
I don't know what I'd say,
For how could I lie,
Say no,
Just to forge happiness for you?
When I have none for myself.
Created,
Fabricated,
Designed to be,
Someone's light in their darkness,
The warmth when they're cold,
That smile when all they want to do is cry.
How can I be any of that,
If I had nothing to start with?
I was designed for your happiness,
But I became a broken invention,
All I can bring is my sadness,
That corrupts your broken heart further.
I was born broken,
But I'll still try for you.
I was designed for your happiness,
To be your hope,
And while I have none for myself,
I'll bring you up,
Until you are happily standing above me.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
