Next Stop Happy (Part I)
From the trials and tribulations,
it’s funny that I get to smile so much
that my heart hurts a lot
There’s more that I have to get to my next stop
to see things bright and more at first sight
I used to walk around in the world
with my head down and being above the noise
so nobody will know my darkest thought process
Everything that hindered me such as losing friends
or being socially distant away from others it showed
a little of their hindsight that they didn’t want anything of
me.
Some days got cold and some days got cool and some days got hot but, I’m still happy
All I want is to get to my next stop which is happy.
The next stop is happy.
N.D @poetically.nate