Let's Sing A Happy Song

Who can pinpoint the source of pain?
Of course my tears are real.
It may not ever be what you want
But this is what I feel.
I would feel joy if I saw a reason
But I'll die searching in this place.
I can't see past their snarling mouths
As they fall from grace.

Whoever said I should enjoy youth?
It's the other youth who bring me down.
Who can blame me for loathing it?
I'm not allowed to make a sound.
It always hits me harder, obviously
Don't bother to say 'smile.'
By the look on my 'miserable' face
I haven't for a while.

I am not depressing, I'm honest
I'm not hiding my true feelings with a grin.
You may look happy but really you're dying
Deep inside, within.
You hide your hurt but I refuse to stand
Acting like I'm glad to be here with you.
I'm not going to lie, I'm unhappy
But as least I know what to do.

I will not hide my disappointment
Pessimism is a part.
Of my long-gone beatless ghost
Pathetic excuse of a heart.
So I won't cheer up today, I think
For to cheer for, there is what?
Is there some hidden hope lying there?
Some happiness I forgot?

I won't smile when all I see
Are reasons not to smile for.
I doubt I'll gain a sense of humor
Through just wanting more.
Let's join hands and grin, you say
Let's sing a happy song.
Hide your hurt because it shames us all
If you're upset, you're wrong.