In search of happiness
On a typical day last year
I left in search of happiness
I buttoned my coat and stowed my fear
Expecting a prize for scrappiness
I gasped in surprise
As the road fell away
And I was left with my bundle of fear
So I wrestled it out and opened it up
And my eyes soon started to tear
I hadn’t prepared to go it alone
I thought I’d be shown the way
I wasn’t greeted, I wasn’t shown
Not a soul appeared to say:
“You won’t find the road to happiness here,
There’s another way you must go
If you follow this path, your route will be clear
And when you’ve found it, you’ll know”
No, no one appeared to help me out
To tell me what I was to do
All I had brought was my fear and my clout
And neither were getting me through
Until I stood up and looked around
To what I hadn’t yet seen
Happiness wasn’t somewhere to be “found”
It was already inside of me

