Five-Minute Happinesses
My parents just fought again,
Guess what? We're the ones that end up with all their pain.
Get a divorce already, we hate unhappy.
We're the ones that end up troubled,
Five-minute happinesses, always end.
We're the ones that end up awful,
Five-minute happinesses, the only happiness we get.
Copyright © Mel Marakalala | Year Posted 2015
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