Happiness seems to shroud away from me
Pleasantly floating in the empty spaces I can’t see
But why can’t I touch, grasp, and embrace it
I know that I only need a little bit
It seems to bob and weave out of my hands
A butterfly not wanting to be caught in this dance
If only I had a net to trap it but then again that would force it to be mine
And I want it to choose me to spend its time
Not because I went out of my way but because it wanted to stay
Happiness seems so far away
But maybe I’ll get to experience it one day
Poetry With Me 
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