Being able to wake up in the mornings
And be glad to open my eyes
Being able to wake up and be glad
That I have not died
To laugh for the first time
And no that this laugh is not fake
Laughing for real with friends
Until my stomach and ribs really aches
To look in the mirror and
Be able to accept what I see
To actually like and enjoy
Just being me
To stand up to those people
Who feel the need to be so rude
To say to those who call me ugly
‘shut up, get a life you haven’t got a clue’
To not feel so dead and lost inside
Deep down in my heart and soul
To be so warm, cheerful and alive
And feel inside completely whole
The meaning of happiness is different
We think and feel it in different ways
This is how I wish my happiness could be
For me every single day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem