Am I Happy?
What is happiness?
Can money purchase it?
Does it even exist?
There are days when I think
that I have found this elusive item.
And then when it’s in my grasp
I lose it, and it’s gone forever.
Am I truely happy?
Are any of us truely happy?
What does it mean to be happy?
Can this question even be answered?
If life is a quest for happiness,
then have I even left home yet?
Have I even packed for the long journey
to find this golden ray of sunshine?
I have everything at this very moment,
fame, fortune, love, and power.
This is the time of my life
for making memories.
For forging bonds of friendship
to last a lifetime.
Oh my hero, where are you?
Will you come riding in on your white horse
and whisk me away?
Or did you already arrive
and I pushed you away?
Giving you some lame excuse
that I was too occupied to care.
I feel happiness return
I know that my knight is here
that he will never leave me
that he will always love me.
When the skies are grey
I simply need to think of him
and the clouds will part
and give way to brilliant light.
My hero, so far away now
Oh how I love your smile!
You tell me you want me.
You tell me you need me.
You tell me you love me.
Tell me you cannot live without me
the way life cannot go on without you.
I gaze into the night
wishing on a shooting star
and in the distance I see you coming
or is it just a passing dream?
A single tear slides down my cheek
and you wonder what is wrong.
“Nothing,” I say, wiping it away
“I’m just so damned happy right now.”
