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'll prance.

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

the mask.

          There's some words I love.

          There's some that I dont.

          I have an obsession with happy.

          I enjoy the way it floats.

          Two P's 

          One Y

          That's how it should be.

          Dancing in the grocery store.

H

A

P

P

Y

Happy.