Cherophobia

Are you sure you're happy?
I mean really happy?
Not the kind of happy,
when you rehearse everything you say,
So people around you,
Think you're okay.

Are you really happy?
I mean are you sure? 
Not the kind of happy,
When it feels like it's forced.

I'm going to ask you again,

So please be honest.

Are you happy?
Not the kind of happy,
You apply on your face,
Along with your makeup.
Not the kind of happy,
where you pretend,
Simply because you're afraid
Of the outcome, the end.

Don't be afraid,
To be happy.
Enter a world,
A utopia,
Because there is a word for people like you,
Who are afraid to be happy,
I think it's called

Cherophobia.