Happiness on trial
The prosecution specific
To truth, to existence
Guilty
Happiness is questioned
On grounds of contrition
To truth, to significance
To life
Sadness is out of the question
The blues are real- oh I know it
Some people question the blues
I question all happiness
If you looked at my life with fine detail
You'd find nothing to make you smile
Then you too would question all happiness
Do it without listening to its defence
Happiness on trial
The defence is stumbling
To find truth and dismiss
Evidence
Evidence of pretension
Which is always the crime
It's not a crime to be lonely
But it's a crime to be giddy
If you looked at my life with fine detail
You'd find nothing to make you smile
Then you too would question all happiness
Do it without listening to its defence
In the spirit of defiance
I emerge as the lion
Dining on the corpse of happiness
Shutting its delusions up for good
If you looked at my life with fine detail
You'd find nothing to make you smile
Then you too would question all happiness
Do it without listening to its defence
If you looked at my life with fine detail
You'd find nothing to make you smile
Then you too would question all happiness
Do it without listening to its defence
Points: 31
Reviews: 95
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