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There’s one thing in life I’ve always wanted

But it’s something money can’t buy

My biggest fear is that I’ll walk around haunted

That I’ll never be happy, as much as I try

Happiness is something I wish to achieve

A common goal that everyone needs

So far, I’ve hung tight and come to believe

One day I’ll find it, through one of my deeds

Honestly, I would rather be happy and poor

Than filthy rich and sad, I wish finding it

Was as easy as walking through a door

Because for a while now I’ve felt like shit

Happiness will also help me find myself

Because I’ll only be happy being who I am

The elders who try to sculpt me into someone else

Should realize it’s my life, not theirs, I won’t be damned

Living out their hopes and dreams through me

While mine are shut tight and locked away

Because I have the key and I’ve set them free

I won’t stop until I’m happy one day

Look at yourself and ask the question

Are you making yourself happy or someone else?

Do your heart and soul feel a connection?

And if you are happy yourself

Can you please tell me how?

I’m ever going to survive life

If nothing is straight right now

How long will I go through this strife?

Until I don’t want to slit my wrists

Until I don’t want to take twelve pills

Until I stop pounding the walls with my fists

Until I step off the high window sills

Every day I tell myself I can make it through

But by the night, the feelings are still there

I cry and just wish I only knew

That one day, I’ll be happy, these feelings in thin air