My Happiness Poem by Adrian Shorey

When I think of myself I see only empty space,
Because to me I'm nothing but another face,
Others however are completely priceless in my mind,
It doesn't matter to me if they're not at all kind,
Why I think this way I'm not completely sure,
All I know is to me the happiness of others is my 'cure'.
The cure to how I feel I make everyone's life living in hell,
When I make others happy it brings me happiness as well,
Putting a smile on someone's face makes me feel needed,
But with that, to upset someone I think ' I've not succeeded'
I couldn't care less for anything that happens to me,
My happiness only comes from making people around me happy