What Is Happiness

• Shamin Acharige, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2020

I seem depressed, always feeling sorrow never less
Trying to keeping me out trouble and putting me to the test
I ask them what I happiness, do you write on cheque
Or feel in a sweat, when her lips are on your neck
I ask them what is the happiness they seem so perplexed
They try describing it but seem too complex
I try to hide and keep my hand upon my chest
I need rest, I’m trying to be my best
If death is what it seems, why is it so vividly portrayed in my dreams
The neglect a young teen, then grow up to be a feen
I'm keen, I want to grow and prosper
Or is my fate sealed am I the monster
My soul beat. I feel weak. I can't speak
I’m 14, still haven't met my peak
I'm too lost. Don't choke. I can’t breathe
Who can ground me, when I have no feet