Happiness

I see it. The smiling faces of others.
Their laughter, their joy.
I want it.

I want to rip it from their bodies. I want them to be left with the hollow emptiness i feel

I want them to realize the pain that comes when you see someone with joy in their lifes.

They must feel the isolation, the bitterness, the pain, the envy.

They must suffer as I do.

And will I be happy then.....

No.