To the wind I share my laughter
May it shine on people's faces
Like the rain I shred my pain
Of a sorrow world always in search

By the breathe my consciousness a awakens
Forging through the trouble of time
With the future now so dusty
My path just feels light
And dreams turns into clusters of wanting thoughts
While bad decisions may lay a shiny future

Who do I wanna be?

Happiness lies on broken glass.
It stings.

Could the way of acceptance reach happiness?
Does stinging lead to happiness?
What about living in the moment?

It surely does not mean waiting!