I am trying so hard to be happy,
At times, I almost succeed.
I have a beautiful life
Filled with wonderful people,
Yet, my soul leans towards melancholy
Like a flower following the sun,
And will not be diverted.
I am opening up now,
Like the petals of that flower,
Hoping you will hear me.
I am tired of trying.
I need my kindred spirits
To lift me from despondency
And turn me to the light.