I was so young and innocent at some point
I always felt that things weren't right
Watching grown people being broken

And now it's just the same
Yet knowing more and what it really takes to break someone
I can look back and now I understand
Why there are so many things that can break us

I know in my heart
That happiness is simple
It is so close
Within reach and right there for the picking
Yet, it maintains it's elusive quality

Sometimes, just a taste
To let you know what it is you're missing
Hello, it's me.  Had you forgotten?
Skeptical while it's felt
Not even letting it happen sometimes
What a **** shame
Too scared of being hurt
To let ourselves be happy

But yet it's there
Within reach
Ripe for the picking
Right in front of us