Why we exist

I live, you live

I see my side, you see your side

I walk my road, you walk your road

The end of that road leads to the same place

To the road of happiness

We all want to be happy

Not sadness or hatred

That smile on the face is all we need to survive

One way or another

We all get that smile of joy and pleasure

My smile comes from seeing the enjoyment of others

What does your smile come from?