happy

I can't remember when the last time i was happy. 
I mean I don't even know the feeling or if there's any left in me.
what did I do to deserve this? 
I was just a kid when mommy first hit me. 
I didn't know why, and I didn't dare ask questions. 
I was just a kid when I saw my mom drink that hole bottle of liquor. 
I can remember that, but I can't remember this last time I was happy, and I ask myself. 
was I ever happy?
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