Happiness Poem by Jenay Brown

Happiness, I don't know what that it's
Happiness can you explain that to me?
There are so many different things for happiness
but for me I don't know what it is.

I've tired to be happy for so long
I've tried for so many people
They don't understand
That being happy
Isnt always the answered

No one knows who I am
Who you are
Who anyone else is but themself

Don't try to be something your not
Don't be something
Someone else wants you to be
Just be you.

At least that will make you happy
Or at least try to

But happiness isn't the answer to everything
Sometimes you need people
Sometimes you need things
Other times just to be alone

All those things make me happiness
At least I tell my bubby Two of them do
And that's the first two

He doesn't know the truth
That the last one only makes me happy
I like to be alone
More than I am with people

Some people I just don't like
I don't think I should be around them
I let them push me around
I let them use me

I don't let them know it hurts me
I don't let them know that I don't want to be their friend
I don't let them know
Everything they do is painful

I don't let them know
I wanna give up
I tell them im fine

I tell them Im happy
I tell them
I have all the 'HAPPNIESS' I need

That's a lie,
I need more happniess
But I won't get that
For me its to hard

And that's why Happniess and I
Are no longer friends.