Fake Happiness

Emotions like the weather
feeling anxious, feeling better
the sun is up, behind a cloud
the wind speak, but makes no sound

Tears are shed, still skin is dry
when will a young man learn to cry
vision is stained, lack of creed
a tree is decided by its seed

Walked through hell, crawl back in your tomb
‘cause after today you’ll be the devils groom
footsteps were made, before  arrival
deadly scars left a child suicidal

Black hole, an empty soul
giving up on an unachieved goal
it’s still out there, not for you to reap
a wish for the sunshine to keep

Not enough light for the sunflower to bloom
slight chances for the tape to resume
this was not believed
remaining signs of future conceded

Walked through hell, crawl back in your tomb
‘cause after today you’ll be the devils groom
footsteps were made, before arrival
deadly scars left a child suicidal
emotions careless and idle

-Sergej Harutunyan (the drunk guy next door)