Are You Happy?

Every happy man hides a secret
It's hidden just behind his smile

Something dark and something wicked

Insidious, malevolent and vile

I've observed the happy man's smile

It never reaches his eyes

His eyes that are full of hopelessness

A vacant stare that bores through lies

When I walked in dark streets of this city
I often thought of the happy man

Jealous of his happiness, slightly

Could I ever do, what he can?

Maybe some of us are not meant to be

Smiling, laughing or simply happy

Because once The Fire sets in a soul

It doesn't stop till it burns it all

What use is happiness if it doesn't burn?

Like stars in the night, violent lessons learned

Fueled by fear, anger, hate and malice

Who the fuck would want happiness?

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Every once in a while, i like one of my poems more than I like other of my poems. This one is a favorite child.