Happiness is hard to find ,

You try to live well and be kind,

But nothing ever seems to be,

As it should , nothings free.

Work work work for all your life,

Hoping someday you'll find a wife,

Then one day you find a knife,

Buried deep inside your back,

All your thoughts soon turn to black.

But one thing to keep in mind,

At your lowest you will find,

Only way to go is up,

Turn your fear, stress and anger,

Realize how to look at your cup,

Take what you've got, never give up.