You're sad again, aren't you?
He kept asking me that
same question, over and
over again.
In which I reply with
a truthful no.
No because that would
imply that there was
a time when
I was happy;
that would imply
that I'm not so
fúcked up after all,
a lie he so desperately
wants to believe.
There is no again;
I can't be sad again
because the sadness
never left me.
(DS)
