Sometimes I find myself asking,
Where’s happiness ?
And then I wait for someone to answer.
Afterall, a species of waiters, that’s what we are.
Right person, right moment, right situation, right this, right that !
We prefer to suffer and cry,
let our sorrow multiply,
allow our dreams to die,
too afraid to try,
unwilling to defy,
content to stand by,
and all this, why ?
sigh.
Sometimes I find myself asking,
Where’s happiness ?
Maybe we just don’t qualify.
