Why Can't i be happy?

Have you ever felt like your excluded
Like your never gonna feel included
I was never the main kid
Everyone ignored my like i was stupid
Everyone just nod and moved on
In primary had bare friends
Now where are they
It's just me myself and i
No word of alie i kinda wanna die
Used to be out there now i'm kinda shy
Used have smiles but no tenderness
Love or respect was shown
Now I'm on my own
Why can't I ever be happy
I just feel down no smiles just frownz
No smiles comes to my face
Even the things that give me happiness and grace

Oh I love you mother, oh I love you sister
I'm running from a smiles ive got a blister
Life is tricky like a game of twister
Excuse me mister i see your a trickster
I want a plate of smiles for dinner
I'm not yung like a filly but a chunkz of love
Would set me off so no one posts a flying dove
One thing I don't want is clout if I go
I guess it goes to show
People hate you until they can use you for a view
Don't care always rated you a two

I was happy one day then it flipped
I wasn't tricked, kicked or whipped
I just suddenly couldn't read
Myself like a manuscript
It's like I have all the words
But no alphabetic script

Why can't I ever be happy
I feel like a piece of shit
I wanna be severe
But I can't reason it
None of my pieces fit
1 part loves one part cares
The other one hides and wants to close their eyes

Private life is the way to go
Real ones love you
Ain't it funny how real
Always end up turning fake
I spit all real bars
But I still get hate
Show no hate
I can same I'm blessed
I can say i'm broken
All together
That a blessed broken heart

Oh why why why
Try and show love
And ry and show no hate
Show my blessed broken heart
Show the world what i can do
But no one no one no one

Seems to understand
What i'm tryna get across
Always try and get my tics in school
But i just bare cross
Why cant no fuckin teacher see
That i struggle and wanna go float away in the sea
Why cant they teach us
The basic fundamentals
Of happiness
Right my wrongings
I put upon all the people I love and care about today

I guess it goes to show
People say they'll always be there for you
People will say there real
But secretly they'll just wanna come stab you in the back at a later date
Trust me, having bare friends is overrated
Keep that one real one and keep them forever
Keep your real ones
Then maybe one day
I'll be able to be fuckin happy



Credits
Writer(s): George Underhill
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