1. Where Is The Happiness?

There’s just no happiness.

It squandered away, like the dust at your feet. 

How can you live? 

For you are alone.  


Like the mother who hitchhikes into town, 

The same one who abandoned her child on the street.


Happiness is for the uncle you never knew about, 

As he meets his child at the door,

With happiness you could never imagine. 


But still he weeps night and day,

During the unmerciful hours of despair. 

He lost his lover, the perfect woman. 


There’s just no happiness. 

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