Is happiness real, Or just a way to give life meaning? What is the purpose If, in the end, everyone is leaving? We leave behind ashes, But while we breathe, All we wish is to be remembered— Yet all that is left are hearths Above our lifeless bodies. So, are we truly happy, Or is it just another illusion? Can we truly feel, Or is it all a fabrication? If so, am I happy Even though my body doesn’t wish to move? Can I say with certainty That I am truly cheerful When most nights, I scream into my pillow? All I feel is a void— Emptiness. When there are no people And nothing to do. In a crowd, I will smile While my insides are torn to shreds. With the right people, I feel content. But in the wilderness, I am free, The weight lifted from my chest. So who am I? And can I say I am happy?
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your you, it's okay not to be
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Happiness is happy with niss, so put the niss with happy and you'll be happiness
I hope u really find the meaning of happiness :)
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