I am always striving to be happy
Why are there so many things trying to take that from me?
I’m working hard to do the best I can, can’t you see?
Why am I always depressed, why can’t I keep a smile on my face?
Is it because I wear my heart on my sleeve? It’s so quick to chase
Damnit I want to be happy, I also want to have fun
Why did you take it away, why did you take away my sun?
Everytime I take one step forward, I take two steps back
I don’t know about you but this whole concept to me seems whack
I wish I knew the answer I wish I was a bit more brave
Right now I feel like I’m digging myself into an early grave
What is happiness?
NaPoWriMo Day 25
Posted on April 29, 2014, in 30 Poems 30 Days, Personal, Poetry and tagged confused, dark poetry, depression, dreams, feelings, Happiness, life, me, sadness, views, whoiam. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.