Sometimes we are afraid to be happy.
Choosing to be at a sad place
So scared by the scarred past, that we drive joy away.
When we accept joy at any given time
Cold thoughts runs down the spine
Saying, you shouldn’t be happy for too long
Cause the same thing may reoccur,
The same old song that let you down!
So we quip up and become self aware,
Making our joyful moments,