Lost

can i be happy?
can i be me?
or does it have to be a fake smile you see?

only 3 things make me smile
sometimes only once in awhile

number one is my baby boy
i love him the most he brings me joy

the second is my lovely sissy
her beautiful name is krissy

and the last my dear friends
is something i connect with the end

tis a small blade
a cut on my arm it gave

the color of the blood is scarlet
haha write an A itd be the mark of a harlot

im a twisted soul im sorry to say
but i cant write a happy poem today

it isnt helping me
i need to be happy so i can flee

grrrr i just want to be the real me
but i am lost...

please help me