This book was supposed to be about happy things
About sunny days and big wide grins
Or at least that's the lie my mind told me
This book was supposed to be about love giving me wings
About park picnics and silly things
Or at least that's what I thought
But no one told me
That this book was going to be a fucking mess
And so was I
Confused, unaddressed

I
Was supposed to be happy
Is that to much to ask?
I
Was supposed to be happy
So what am I waiting for?
I'm waiting for an answer
And end to the struggles of the past
And if you don't wanna help find it
Then you can kiss my ass