Happy to be Unhappy

Here I am again, listening to next door’s party.  All my life I’ve listened to the clinking of glass, the over-laughing, above, below or beside me. Still, I’d rather be lying here happy in my own unhappiness than standing the other side of the wall desperately pretending to be happy.

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