Happiness
Always trying to please
Such a tease
Thinking you need them more
Got you walking the floor
Something you think you can't do without
Makes you pout
Walk by and they don't see you
Makes you blue
Think you need them so much
Their touch
Think you need them more than anything
Think that happiness it will bring
Chances are slim
This is what I find
For peace of mind
you do need yourself more than you need them
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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