Another Sad Poem I Guess

My lover told me that the poems I write are mostly sad, For the strangest reason I thought this to be something bad, I instantly said that I don’t yet his words still increased my G.A.D., And even today those words still haunt me just a tad. Not all of my poems are sad nor is my life entirely f*cked up, But my poems are based off of feelings I’m too scared to admit that have developed, For if I wasn’t a poet those ugly feelings would be sealed off inside of an envelope. If I’m going through something not too appeasing which with my G.A.D. tends to happen more times than “normal,” of course my poems will be sad but I’ve written happy poems as well, He just doesn’t know that to him they haven’t been revealed, Living in my bubble everything seems so surreal, With each and every emotion I feel, I swear to you that they’re real.