"Are you happy?" you ask me
with no warning as to where
you are headed with this
question
I have no reply, except perhaps,
to respond with some lame question
of my own in return and i'm not
up for a rhetorical conversation
This must make you pretty
smug, leaving me speechless
This is a low blow as i
usually enjoy talking to you
and easing my frustrations, but
tonight you have turned them all
back onto me
I want to change the
subject, i want you to forget
all that was said prior to
this point, i want to give
you an honest answer
But i can't - whether from
pride or stupidity, i don't
know
No, i'm not happy, i'm
rarely in a completely jovial
state and all i feel when i
look at myself is
Dissatisfaction
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