Friday, 9 September 2016

Are You Happy?

Are you happy? you might ask me, and I won't know how to respond.

I suppose I could lie through my teeth like a reply to a dentist drilling into them, tell you I'm happy, because I have nothing to be sad about.

I could tell you that I do well in school, but that is only the numbers, and I could tell you that I have a lot of friends, but that again is only the numbers.

Are you happy? But what is happy, what does it mean? How do I know when I myself am happy, and how do I know when others are happy?

I could tell you that I laughed today, but how do you know it was not at the expense of another? I could tell you I smiled all day, but so do the glossy girls on magazine covers.

But are you sad? you might ask me, and I'd tell you the truth if I knew it my self.

I suppose I could tell you that school's a bore, that I'm tired all of the time. But can I not accept that and be happy?

Are you sad? But I'm not. Not most of the time.

Are you happy? I sang today, with people I care about. I found a secluded little park and I whispered words of gratitude to the grass below me.

But if I spoke the truth, you wouldn't be able to take it, because how can I put into words what I cannot put into feeling?

And what about you? Are you happy?

Some complex inner thoughts to confuse your day.


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    1. Thank you so much, that just made my day <3

  2. I absolutely love this Oakstar, these words mean a lot to me. As always, what your saying is put so perfectly, there's no other way to explain it. <3

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