When I have both earphones in my ears, I swear
I can dance.
The right playlist is all I need.
Either in my snow rimmed mirror.
In the path of hardware.
I think that is happy.
I'm not sure how long it lasts.
Sometimes I try to find it, but I can't seem to locate
There's some words I love.
There's some that I dont.
I have an obsession with happy.
I enjoy the way it floats.
That's how it should be.
Dancing in the grocery store.