It's another one of those days
Where the shining sun doesn't match
The mood that I am in.
It's getting old, feeling this way.
Especially when I have everything
That people think would make
A person happy.
I guess it doesn't work that way.
Having a family, a house of my own
And the material things
That give the illusion that we live
The perfect lives.
I know happiness is above all that
I'm the only one who can give it to me,
So why is it so difficult to push aside
All this sadness and let the sun shine?