The Looking Glass Volume 37 | Page 70

Monochrome

Edwina Burton

What is happiness

I never met her

I can’t remember the last time I was happy

I can't remember the last time I laughed truly

I can’t remember the last time I woke up in a good mood

I can’t remember the last time my source

of happiness came from my heart and not a pill

I cried today

I cried this morning

I cried last night

And yesterday afternoon

All my friends could do was look at me with sad eyes

Ask if I was okay

And if I wanted anything

Honestly I couldn't tell them what I wanted

Because I knew they couldn’t help

The one thing I want in this life is happiness

But I can’t be happy

I'll never be happy because

I'm the reason I’m sad

I'm the bane of my own existence and

realizing that is the reason

I can’t be happy

I can’t laugh truly

I can’t wake up in a good mood

And I most certainly

Can’t have my happiness come from my

heart and not a pill.