Here is a free-form poem I wrote to help understand happiness. I write to sort out my feelings on a subject, and one that comes up quite often is “What will make me happy, and when”.
The Reason Why
I spend so much of my time
trying to find the reason why:
Why I live,
Why I cry
Why I hope
and sing
and grow
It takes most of my life.
And I still can’t find the reason why
“Hold on just a little longer
It will all be alright”
Yeah Right
When will I be alright?
It’s harder than it seems,
But I realize that I think too much.
Ignorance is bliss.
I worry about everyone,
and everything
Caring more about their happiness
Than my own well being.
And I worry about the future
But that should be the past
I need to be in the present,
Or my happiness will not last.
I will learn and grow but
It may be slow
But today I am me, I am how I will be,
And TODAY I will be happy.