THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

(C) 2010 Daniel Garcia



The declaration of my independence

Was rewritten to appear as nonsense

As I'm treated like a criminal mind

I'm no angel, but I don't follow Satan's signs



For years I have been mentally raped

I have notions, but they're flights I don't take

Peace is all I'm trying to create

Time was stolen to make me late



I feel stripped of my rights

I even feel skinless

I truly don't have freedom

To pursue happiness



I've an appreciation that immflamed

I still feel guilt though I keep myself tamed

Laws are more powerful than the universe

Like catchy refrains outshinning each verse



Society still traps me on the sidelines

Like a mural ruined with graffiti and gang signs

Noises and coincidences flare up

My life has turned into frozen syrup



I feel stripped of my rights

I even feel skinless

I don't have freedom

To pursue happiness



Now I indulge in my loneliness

And I am moved by my emptiness

Maybe that's the meaning of happiness

Maybe it's the sweetness in sadness



I feel stripped of my rights

I even feel skinless

I don't have freedom

To pursue happiness.

Published September 30, 2010 Write a comment
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poligraf
a sincere cry of the heart... no need to pursue happiness... it's always available no matter what the circumstances might be... when this is realized, true freedom can be attained...
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