Happiness
What is it really?
It's you,
It's me,
It's acting silly.

Happiness
Isn't forced or bought,
It's what you love,
It's where you go,
It's what you've got.

Happiness
Is a soldier come home,
A wife who's with child,
A dream come true,
A trip to Rome.

Happiness
Is a person's smile,
A heart unbroken,
Music that speaks to you,
Artistic style.

Happiness
For me,
Is my girlfriend's smile,
And the way she holds my hand.
It's the feelings I get when she looks at me.

Happiness
Is looking towards the sky,
Smiling at my future,
Being at peace with my past,
And not stopping to ask myself why.

Happiness*
Is living life the way I want,
And smiling in the dark.
Laughing at the meaner people,
'Cause they can't torture me with daunt.