happiness is no crime

the agreement of a sleepover
the lunch bell with its chime
the decision of a snowday
happiness was no crime

but as lollys turned to fags
and squash turned to beer
anxiety took over
oh what happened my dear

media took over
and followers were all that count
likes were appreciated
and only post a certain amount

but as the comments got disabled
and love turned to hate
photos were unfriendly
and you were your only mate

happiness wasn't a crime
after all those years
you just chose not to love yourself
and had one too many beers.

---MollyA