I've been chasing
the sucker for years,
dropped quite abit of tears,
faced up and still have fears.
I smile a lot out,
sometimes I don't know
what I'm smiling about.

It's probably a psych game
I play with myself,
some people ask,
what's so funny,
days cold and not so sunny?
I say,
I laugh and smile out of habit,
I hop after joy like a rabbit.

Some people think
happiness is going to walk up,
smile away a mind corrupt.
Truth is happiness is a runner,
try to catch it,
you're in for a stunner.

I'm running close behind,
a big part of happiness is learning
to be more loving and kind.
Mean people better
get their runnng shoes on,
they'll end up running in
all directions,
running from azz kickings,
running to azz kickings.

If they ever catch happiness
it will be a miracle!
Loving kind people even
catch hell,
however they have a
better story to tell.

OnepoetGem