The world can burn.
The world is hell.
When is my turn
to be under the spell?

Keep me awake
so I can see
why I can't be
the word "happy"?

I lie in bed,
crying for death.
Is it a curse,
my constant dread?

Why does it hurt?
Why can't I scream?
Why is it always
more painful than it seems?

Why am I not allowed
to just scream and shout?
Why am I not allowed
happiness?
Why am I not allowed
happiness?

When the rain falls,
I am relaxed.
If I could be
happy at last;
Would life be perfect?
Would it be worth it?
Would I still cry?
Would there be no pain?

Why am I not allowed
happiness?
Why am I not allowed
happiness?
Why am I not allowed
happiness?
Why am I not allowed
happiness?