i used to be afraid of happiness.
all good things come to an end, don't they?

not always.

it took 20 years to get that through a thick skull l.
fortunately, i don't care.

i am happy.
happiness is not a punishable offense. they cannot throw me in jail because of this smile

if they could, they would lock me up and throw away the key.

i'm gasping for air
i'll never get
maybe if you'd miss me you would care.

who am i kidding?

i've been trying to get you to see me
for years beyond years,
but here i am with the sunlight pooling through
and you don't look at me

you never do.