Happiness

A word that can mean a lot

Something that they say you cannot buy

A thing to achieve we are taught

Often asked if we have it, we lie

A hug, a whisper, a touch

A kiss on the lips

can mean so much

unless it is all but a script

A friend or two with a smile on their face

may indeed be holding the key that controls your fate

and then they’ll leave with scars and walk away with grace

which leaves you with no loyal friends and a white slate

What truly is happiness

but a word and a feeling

the word itself creates sappiness

it is really unappealing

A lifetime of yearning

is useless

because happiness is not an earning

but rather it is a nuisance