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Jan 2018
I'm happiest when I can wake up and make up my mind as to how I feel. Before the question pops into my head of which thoughts are real and which ones are yours.

I'm happiest when I can tell you for sure of who I am, which only lasts for about an hour after I wave goodbye to the sand man and start my day.

I'm happiest when I can run away from the idea of happiness for as long as possible. I know that sounds weird but I'm better off never thinking or asking that question in general. Am I happy?

It's a crap-shoot, a moot-point for me designed to take away what it means to be happy. I don't want to think to deeply before I get out of bed, so please happiness, leave me be so I can keep out of my head and just be me.
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   Lior Gavra
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