Why do I feel like crying?
Why don't you think I might be feeling the same way too?
I don't want this to happen,
But it's not like I have a choice.
And neither do I have the right to voice my unhappiness too.
You know,
I don't mean every smiley face and exclaimation mark I insert into every sentence now.

Can't you see?
I'm too happy to be true.