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Guilty Still / Why Aren’t You Happy Too


Artist: Willing Happiness
Artist's Description
"Guilty Still" is a raw, introspective exploration of the emotional aftermath of leaving a toxic relationship. Despite walking away from someone who repeatedly caused harm, the narrator grapples with an unshakable sense of guilt for choosing their own happiness over staying in a broken relationship.

Genre(s): Folk, Pop
Mood(s): Bitter, Confused, Complex, Introspective, Thoughtful
Style(s): Ballad, Poem
Language(s): English
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Guilty Still / Why Aren’t You Happy Too

By Willing Happiness
I’m happy now, but it feels so strange,
Why aren’t you? Am I the one to blame?
I walked away ‘cause you gave me no choice,
But your silence still drowns out my voice.
You ran around on me, tore our world apart,
And yet I’m carrying this heavy heart.
I feel responsible, like I let you down,
For choosing me, instead of keeping you around.
I stood up, but I’m still on the ground.

Why do I feel guilty still?
For walking away, for wanting to heal.
Why do I feel I owe you more,
When it was you who closed the door?
If I could will your happiness, I would,
Maybe then, I’d finally feel good.
But why can't you be happy too?
Maybe then, I'd find my peace with you.

I moved on, I tried to break free,
But your shadow still follows me.
I stood up for myself, for the first time,
Yet I’m tangled in the guilt, like it’s a crime.
You couldn’t love me right, but I still care,
It’s unfair, but I’m caught in the snare.

I feel responsible for your shattered dreams,
Like leaving you made me selfish, it seems.
But loving me should’ve never been extremes.

Why do I feel guilty still?
For walking away, for wanting to heal.
Why do I feel I owe you more,
When it was you who closed the door?
If I could will your happiness, I would,
Maybe then, I’d finally feel good.
But why can't you be happy too?
Maybe then, I'd find my peace with you.

I shouldn’t carry this weight that’s not mine,
Your choices were never my design.
But here I am, asking myself why,
Why I’m still the one to cry.

Why do I feel guilty still?
For walking away, for wanting to heal.
Why do I feel I owe you more,
When it was you who closed the door?
If I could will your happiness, I would,
Maybe then, I’d finally feel good.
But why can't you be happy too?
Maybe then, I'd find my peace with you.

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