Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Tell me about happiness
Because I feel as if it is fake
Tell me about reality
Because it's more than I can take

Happiness, it sings to a new day
Eminence avast, a listless display
A thought…what if it was an equation, misplaced
A projection, programed and ingenuiously interlaced

They tell me to not overthink it, 
To just accept reality and continue on
But my mind is just, an evaluative conduit
And my reality just can't try to condone

I try to be positive and try to carry the weight  
I smile and put on a mask, so others can't see my real face
You wanted a happy poem, to me, it doesn't exist
So instead I'll tell you how my reality consists