The constant ecstasy
My joyfulness curling
Into one ball
Everything is happy
Everyone is happy
I know something
Is dreadfully wrong
I can sense it
Everyone's acting weird
They say I'm depressed
Suicidal
The word stings like a bee
They don't know me
No one knows me
Even the close ones
Don't know me
I seem unhappy
So I'm marked
With an S
For suicidal
It seems so wrong
My slight euphoria
I'm getting nauseous
My world is flipped
My life is usually so horrible
Why this sudden jubilee
Why this constant paradise
I know something will happen
And I've gotten used to it
Anything good is followed
By an amazingly bad
I know its coming
It's later than usual
I'm starting to think that
I may be getting better
But then it strikes
They think I have
Nothing to live for
I'm branded again
Everyone pities me
I start to hate it
I try for that elation
But I know I'll hate it
I think if I'm really
Depressed as they all say
Maybe I should give in
But I can't
Because they don't know me
So it all comes down to this
With nothing to live for
But my bittersweet life
This ends now
 
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