Happy

Am I happy, or am I fake? 

Am I at peace, or am I about to break?

Who knows, my smile, it shows

I’m happy, right?

My mind is calm

My body is dancing

The calm, before the storm?

The high, before the low?

But I feel content

I have no reason to question

There’s just something small

That I want to mention

When people say they noticed a change

When they smile at my self, being okay

When I see them laugh and smile

Have I tricked them?

And me?

Just to see?

A little giggle

A warm embrace

A break from life

A, safe space

Am I happy?

I know there are things in the world

That aren’t very good

But since I was very small

I’ve understood

There can be pleasure in little things

Simple things

Little moments of ecstasy

Those small instants in memories

Where there was a time

In space

Where the world didn’t break

Or so it seemed

A look, a joke

A hug, a laugh

Anything that stops the world in its tracks

Even a time

When sitting outside

When the world is quiet

And everyone’s inside

A moment like that, so simple and meaningless

Can fill a heart with joy and teach us to breathe

I know I love hugs

I know I love laughs

I look at smiles and smile back

I feel good and I feel bad,

It’s a part of life

And there’s nothing wrong with that

I want to live

I want to dance

I want to smile

Until I can’t 

That’s who I am

So am I happy?

I don’t know 

But I am living 

And I feel pretty damn good right now 

So I’ll enjoy it, till the next low 

And from then on, I’ll laugh again

I’ll smile again

I’ll be good again

That’s what counts, no?

-- BlackFox