The Lives of Those Happier Than I
Each day passes slowly, as I observe the lives of those much happier than. Those who feel no pain of loneliness, and those who feel no hurt from the stones cast by others. I share in their enjoyment, not showing what I truly feel, and not showing who I truly am. my true feeling is a mystery to those around me, and that is how should be. I survive on their happiness, as I have none for myself. Do not seek wisdom from me, as I am nothing but a shell. No true soul lives in me, no true love has ever presented itself to me, and so I am led to believe that it does not exist. Can anyone help me, be it man or deity. It matters not whom is my savior, so long as I am saved
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