Happiness

What makes me happy?

Does being alive mean to be happy?

Does it mean to be different than Society?

Why when we do they say we have insanity?

Happiness should be equal opportunity?

What does it mean to survive?

Does it mean I dont gotta feel alive?

Do we have to interact like a hive?

Does that mean we survive?

How about death?

Will i feel less in depth?

After escaping death will I live with more finesse?

Or will it make me wanna reset?

To help others makes my feel honorable

But at times I feel im untolerable

I simply want to be accountable 

To make sure everyone is comfortable

How do I find what is known but unknown? 

Do I wait for a feeling in my bone?

Or will I drown in thoughts on my own?

I need to find out all on my own

Is it Love?

Will it have my heart soar above?

Or will it make me wallow

And make me lie below.

Family will always be a safe haven 

We stand together like a quilt woven.

We will be stand longer then the livin

We will stand unshaken

With great time and wisdom

I will prevail over the system. 

Like a fire I will burn 

This is something everyone will learn.

I am my happiness.