You are the happy friend.
You seek compliments but you don’t believe them.
You can’t be the messed up friend because they have it worse.
You can’t compare because they won’t see it as bad as it is.
You are the happy friend.
You are the funny friend.
You are the safe friend.
You let them vent, you let them share.
You take the burden so they don’t have to. You carry their weight-
adding to yours.
You don’t let them see.
They check in with you but you know you can’t say anything.
You can’t trust them with your feelings. They don’t need more on their plate.
They can’t handle it, but you can.
You can’t be delicate.
You can’t be hurt.
You are unbothered.
Because you are the happy friend.

Time flies by,
Everything fades away,
Like a candle burning out,
Watching it decay.
Chasing the light,
Losing the day.
Life and dreams
Fading away.

Perfection is-
an imperfect word
in this imperfect world.

you'll understand when
you're a parent — is a bad
way of parenting