Emotion

Went to the man who sells emotion To buy anger, get sad free He held up a cup of happy Said he had a deal for me Said “I know what you’re looking for Too bad it can’t be found Not enough forgiving And a little too much sound But I can give you something To help take of the edge A little sour maybe But it’ll pull you from the ledge You see this one’s called happy And some say it doesn’t exist They say it lives in fairy tales But I’ll show you it’s no myth” He gave me a drink of his potion And the world began to fade I saw only what I wanted In the world my sub-conscious made There was nothing there to choke me Nothing there to bring me down But a little too much forgiving And not quite enough sound So I reeled back from my daydream And said it’s not for me I need my world of chaos Not a blindfold dream