Happiness
Why can’t I be happy?
Some moments I think, what is my happiness?
I want to draw a picture,
Of me being one happy girl.
For me to be sitting down eating a lot of food.
Wear my pretty sweet beanie.
Being able to walk in a room with skateboards.
I can’t lie, I’m amazed by skateboard.
It seems like there part of my happiness.
Why does my head look bigger when I wear a beanie?
Let me just take a picture
Of a big plate of food
Can I eat all that, me the skinny girl?
Yeah I can do, I’m a girl
I can like skateboards; it’s possible for me to eat a lot of food
A smile, a hug, a kiss can be a happiness
Sometimes I want to take a million pictures
Of different stuff, like a Neff beanie.
I know its weird for me to like guy beanies
That’s because I’m an unusual girl
that likes taking pictures
Of random stuff, like skateboards.
There my happiness.
Let’s just all go eat some food.
What is a perfect plate of food?
I’m wear my blue beanie
We’ll probably find our happiness
I mean I am just a unique girl.
That is into skateboards.
That is capable to take a perfect picture.
What is a perfect picture?
A table with different kinds of foods
Or a skate shops with a bunch of skateboards?
Can it also be a nice beanie.
That is wore by a pretty girl
Or just a picture of my happiness.
Can you picture happiness?
Can a girl eat food?
Because I’m in love with my beanie and skateboard.
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