What makes you happy?

Is it waiting for innocent victims in a dark alley?

To rob them off their security?

Or is it waking up early,

And make your hands dirty,

As you toil for your family?

 

What makes you happy?

Is it surrounding yourself with a thousand ‘friends’,

And walk in the latest trends,

Because your insecurity is your foe?

Or is it having few but true friends,

Who will share your highs and lows?

 

What makes you happy?

Is it being the voice of hope,

Or is it peddling dope,

To take others down a slippery slope?

Is it pretending to be a buddy,

And to hide your true colors you throw a party?

 

What really makes you happy?

Is it the smile of a happy child?

Is it the sight of lovers enjoying the tide?

Shine a light into your soul,

See and accept yourself for who you are.

That’s what makes me happy.