Challenge
Rant Writing: Prompt Below
Throw some insults at Happiness
Squash
happiness, you're something that comes and goes
I have to stand tall to reach you on my toes
So damn fickle, ready to choose someone else
The moment I think about you, you stick out your tongue
And off you go to start another person's fun
You're a cruel thing, ready to crush my dreams
A sadistic smile knows all is not what it seems
When I find you, I'll squash you like a bug
So we'll all be the same - equally unhappy
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