No Such Thing As Happiness

She stumbled around her room dancing
The oh-so-corny sounds of the Backstreet Boys flooding her ears
“IIIIIIII WAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNTTTT IT THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT WAY!!” her voice erupted from her glossy lips
She jumped around like a lunatic
Exhausted, flopping onto her bed, smile slowly fading
It was so nice to be happy
For once
Too bad it couldn’t last
Yet she couldn’t help but wonder
What was this? This feeling?
Was this really happiness? Or just a lie?
She shrugged it off. Whatever. It didn’t matter anyways.
Nothing did anymore.
The tearstained pillow seemed to be calling her.
“There’s no such thing as happiness.” she sighed, closing her eyes
“It just doesn’t exist” she slowly drifted off into another world
A world where happiness swallowed her alive.

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