One day I'll know what happiness is. . . .

One day I'll know what it is to be happy . Is it kickin back , laid up with a good book and some snacks ? Is it going out , turnt up with my friends ? Is it chilling with the guy I've been crushing on for months ? Or is it feeling so content with myself that visuals of my spirit resemble a bird in flight ? Is it being so at peace that I can walk down the street and not have to look over my shoulder more than twice ?, Is it being able to say that today , instead of being harassed by 10 men , it was only 6 ? Is it having the ability to say I got a job and not because the boss wants to screw me , but because I am skilled and qualified ? Is it going to said job and being able to DO SAID JOB , without being harassed and fondled ? Is it not being scared that you'll be out of work and not be able to provide for yourself because you won't give oral to your boss ? One day I'll know what it is to be happy , not today though , because I've got to go to work . . .