Happiness
A writer I wanted to be when I first thought the dream school told me to chase to what any means when I came to realize it's all about the cream,
For riches and gold nothing in between what you see for I begin to feel greed envy what they had for I lost what i had my pride inside as I witness a tragic which fate had to decide,
Tell me what happiness is? when all around people are lost and scared to choose for peace that endore war for it profit for sure. That I as a poet among others who watch this world burn try to make a difference for a wound that's so sore,
Tell me what happiness is?
When you're Peers tell you that your skills are not efficient enough to capture the moment that you witness was,
Doubt plays the same game in a different way fooling you in the box it made,
Happiness is what you make but for me happiness is on page allowing the ink to express the emotions I keep bottle in til I slip out the cage,
Flooding my veins in the numbing pain I did to my brain,
Losing sight of my life where I was seeking to be above the heaven gates?
Death comes by three,
So count your close friends tight for they wouldn't be next to thee.
Copyright © Daniel Perez | Year Posted 2016
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