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      A Happy Cry
      
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                                     Krystal Jackson
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      

                              
                           I sit here late at night 
                         Thinking, wondering why 
                          Why I have all this pain 
                      Wondering why I want to die 
      
                    I don’t know where it comes from 
                        It’s just always been there 
                      I think it’s from my childhood 
                    Which brings pain I can not bear 
      
                          Or maybe it’s from now 
                          All these growing things 
                  Wondering if I’ll ever have children 
                       Ya know, the stuff life brings 
      
                       Maybe it’s all this worrying 
                         About the future and past 
                   Thinking what I should have done 
                            Wondering if I’ll last 
      
                      Maybe it’s when my mom left 
                          My dad when I was five 
                       I had no clue where she was 
                          If she was dead or alive 
      
                   I think that’s where it comes from 
                       All this pain I have and had 
                       Having to live all those years 
                              Only with my dad 
      
                       I hope time heals all my pain 
                         Cause if it doesn’t I’ll die 
                   I hope, for once I’ll be truly happy 
                      And for once, cry a happy cry
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      

      
      
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