For me happiness never lasts forever.
To other people it does, but to me never.
I always see everyone have a better life than me.
Why, can't all the pain and sufferings just leave and let me be?
Whenever I'm happy it feels like next day it's all gone and I'm feeling blue.
Why, can't all of my dreams come true?
Maybe I'll have never ending happiness like you.
Tired of crying and sighing, wishing of dying.
Seeing other people living their dreams in reality and mine only in fantasy.
Each day I'm living life full of shame.
Nothing great happens it's all the same.
Losing fate, now filled with hate.
I just don't know how much I can take.
Why, can't happiness last forever, at least for my sake?
