They told me to write a happy poem
Said that my writing makes me sad
And everyone who reads it will feel blue
They told me to write a happy poem
I said, “I do not wish to lie!”
Fake it till you make it, they told me
So should I live a lie?
My poetry is the only thing I have
That is for me; and only me
It wraps me up in a warm hug
Kisses my head
Shows me the light
My sad poems do not mean I am miserable
It’s just that when I’m happy
I lack the words to describe it
They told me to write a happy poem
So they could be happy
But all I could say was:
“I do not wish to lie.”
~ Bluebell Rizzi
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