HAPPINESS

All I ever wanted was happiness.
Not a doll, a bike, or a warm body to caress.
But what I got was a place called home,
A place that is not my own.
People here that I do not know,
We love you, we love you, they tell me so.
I should be grateful for what I have,
I shouldn't always look so sad.
At least this is what the people say to me,
But happiness is something I cannot feel; something I cannot be.
Lavishing me with material items is not my wish,
What I want is something that does not exist.
Not to you, you will never know,
My happiness can only be brought by something that I cannot own.
Wanting the inaccessible brings only anger and unhappiness inside,
Feelings I cannot vanquish; feelings I cannot hide.

by: X eluzn X