This poem is about happiness and love, and whichever is more important.

This morning I had awaken,

and pulled the pillows over my head.

Last night reality really sank in,

And at sunrise I beseeched to be dead.

I no longer wanted to ruin a day,

Or stress another one soul.

I just wanted to be loved if I may,

For happinessif my only goal.

But if this goal gets in the way of my loved one’s,

I guess I will have to abort.

And my family’s financial funds,

Shall be spent on my eternal life support.

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