Joy cannot be bought and sold, but it can be inspired
Goodness isn’t assured reciprocity, but it is admired
It is felt in the veins, and once experienced it cannot be ignored
Not all are blessed to visit islands and celebrate upon the shore
But happiness starts within and the choice to spread joy will combat sin
Do not let anyone sell you a smile
Asses your life if it has been absent a while
Do you spend your time with the ones you love?
Do you participate in your passion?
Is joy a commodity you tell yourself you must ration?
Is hope a fleeting notion from which you are losing traction?
Is doubt your tendency and not the occasional reaction?
Have no fear, you are not alone in this
Some would insist everyone’s happiness, even with but one wish
It may not feel like it but there are so many days to come
It may not feel like it but there’s nowhere to run
It may not feel like it but with choice the first day of your life has begun
In a world where no one seems to care, I assure you there are some
In a world where it has been long absent, we can forget the way our heart once beat like a drum
I understand desperation, but the sun cannot illuminate our souls while we’re comfortably numb
I understand desperation, but darkness often lingers at the bottom of a bottle of rum
It may feel like no one loves you, but I assure you there are some
It may feel like no one is willing to help you, but I assure you there is at least one.