Happy pill

A smile, fabricated, the result of the happy pill

Spilling out of my backpack but no one can know how much I need it, how much I hate it, take them in the dark so no one can see the broken expression on my face. My happy pills. My happy pills. To keep the scary thoughts out. My happy pills. My happy pills. To keep me from cutting the cord. Suicide notes on my nightstand running through my head but it’s okay, I’m on my happy pills, all my problems are solved. I’m on my happy pills. I don’t feel it still, it’s been years, it can’t still be an issue right? That’s what you said, isn’t it? But I forgive you, I’m on my happy pills. I am no longer human, I’m on my happy pills.