Joey Nissen

(12-21-89 / St.Paul Minnesota)

Maze of Happiness


Happiness
Can only be found
If you search for it
Like a vicious blood hound
Happiness
Is just like love
Just to get it
You will push and shove
Happiness
Is just a door
You open it up
And you just want more
Happiness
Grows like trees
It gets really big
But dies in a breeze
Happiness
Is what I could never find
So I went to the dark
To sit and hide

Submitted: Monday, February 28, 2005

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  • Thomas Thomas (10/19/2005 11:42:00 AM)

    Hi Joey, I enjoyed this - not quite sure about trees dying in the breeze, but the over-all feeling is spot on. well done. >Thom (Report) Reply

  • Michelle Pope (9/17/2005 10:50:00 AM)

    I think happiness is what you make it. And trust me I sit in the dark all the time and hide I know the feeling it's not a good one. Good job! -Shell (Report) Reply

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