I try to write a happy thing
Something that’s inspiring
But nothing seems to come out right
I’d rather try to pick a fight
Against the world we’re living in
Full of hate and ripe with sin
I’ve seen the better side of life
But those moments seem to end in strife
Because the imperfect place in which I live
Has nothing more to me to give
It doesn’t deserve a happy song
For everyone to sing along
And ignore the reality that surrounds us
There’s nothing left to discuss
Our world no longer has a meaning
The importance being what you’re gleaning
But that’s not what our lives are about
So I will choose a different route
And if it means I walk alone
I can’t undo the stitch I’ve sown
I’ve committed to my destiny
And it will be enough for me
Enough without the false appearance
Of happiness and self assurance
Fulfilled without the needless *******
That likes to get my fire lit
And this will be my happy thing
To forget it all and just start living