Happy
Why is being happy so conditional?
So weighed by so many things?
Why can't people simply be happy?
Because life doesn't create simple entiities.
I smile today because you put it on my face.
I'll cry tommorrow because you'll eventually go way.
So why strive for something that will only
ever be temporary?
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