Happiness floating in wisps so close yet out of reach
Listening to the sermons of smiles being preached
But slipping into a coma and not absorbing the words said
Increase the medication and unlock me from my head
Happiness, just out of sight, but so far behind
Leaving me caged, possesed by my broken mind
Gilded with the thinnest strands of simple pure pain
Waiting to slip away into no emotions again
Happiness, not fake but it doesn't seem to be real
Candy floss lies cover up how the watchers really feel
Spun sugared smiles rehearsed deep into the day
Sitting in combat waiting for anxiety to fade away
Happiness in its smallest forms is a sign of hope
Yet it slips out of my clenched fingers so I cannot cope
Shot down with a sliver of unblemished feeling
Enjoying my finale as I see the star covered ceiling..
