Happy Potion
I meet the boy
With sad eyes
And a bottle in his hand
He tells me there's a happy potion inside
And it has become his best friend
He explains that it's a trend
If you drink it,
You'll fit in
And that's the only way everyone's figured
How to bring their sadness
To an end
He hands me the bottle
And I lift it to my lips
After one too many sips,
The world begins to spin
For a second,
I question if it is working
Because as I look at all the gathered teens,
My heart starts hurting
For they all have hidden bruises
On their hearts
And in their minds
So they aimlessly
Turn to glass potions
To shield their pain
From time to time
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