What is sadness?
Is it the broken feeling you get when you lose something?
Maybe it's simply a useless emotion to get in the way of life.
Sadness could be a way or the reason some people function, but it's never easy to tell if that may be true. When diagnosed with a disease, and never truly overcoming it, losing your teenage life to it, how should you feel? Should the sadness engulf your soul? Should it ever disappear and let you experience true happiness? This, I cannot tell anyone. Living every day with a facade of happiness, letting everyone believe your happiness is truly what it is, when inside you're craving for that final end, or craving for that feeling to belong. Being a twig once, then changed to a fluffy marshmellow. Once considered a giant, but end up a small gnome. Never experienced the downs and ups of a teenager, and never really fitting in. When socially, you only have a respected few and even those people are hard to get along with. No one truly understands because they don't truly listen. Sadness, happiness, it shouldn't matter how you are, or what you look like. Everyone deserves to be content, but alas, in this sad world, it is not meant to be.
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