A state of mentality, hard to find?
Is happiness a thought, an ideal, a dream?
I charge you to explain this "happiness" to me.
I look around and all I see is
Sadness, that I know.
Pain, hurt, hunger, suffering,
These I understand, these I see,
Tangible in their existence.
Are they a part of happiness?
I'm looking because today I'm overwhelmed,
Because now I want – need! – the answer,
So elusive, so fleeting,
Only for a select few, not me.
Is this a part of happiness?
Happiness is being at peace,
Peace in the heart, the souls, the mind.
Happiness is knowing where you belong,
Knowing you are loved.
Happiness is.
My heart's in turmoil,
My soul confused, world at war.
I just can't find my niche,
And no one says they love me.
Happiness is…. Is what?
I don't think I'll ever understand
This "happiness" of which you're so fond.