You expect me
To be happy
With all the ill
Outside my windowsill
All the chaos rising
All the compromising
I feel like resigning
This world is whining
You expect me
To be happy
It's just so hard
When falling apart
I clench to the light
Hoping it will be alright
Not getting better only worse
We are living in a curse
You expect me
To be happy
With all the ill
Outside my windowsill
© Jerry Langdon 2014
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