My Happy Ending

Change is necessary. Happiness, impossible How bad does it have to get before you make the changes? You comfort the crushed ones always with the future Why is it sometimes I can’t see your side of exchanges Look down on me, see my bitterness, see my hate See my effort, my tears, my constant plea for joy How do I possibly get up from this ever-lasting fall When I’m like a character that the director plans to destroy My place in life is like a child’s broken old toy In the corner, forgotten; when found, will be discarded Every hopeless moment of fear, sadness, and depression Feels like they’ve been looked upon and disregarded How bad does it have to get before you make the changes? I fantasize about my happy ending, where I can fade away with a smile How is it that death is much more appealing than life? How sad that I long for it, my ideal happy ending, I've waited for a while