You are happy. <br /> <br />You can't help but smile, <br />But in that cheerful gesture <br />There is a poignant sense of inevitability, <br />Of destined failure and doomed words. <br />You are not sure why, <br />But that sinister emotion haunts you, <br />Every second of the day. <br />Nothing is wrong. <br />It's almost perfect, <br />But why do you fret? <br />Why do you worry? <br /> <br />Are you afraid to be hurt? <br />Are you afraid to be caught by suprise? <br />Is that what you're afraid of? <br /> <br />You try not to think about it. <br />You enjoy the moment, <br />And that is enough. For now. <br />What happens in the future, <br />That is for the future you to worry about. <br />It is none of your business. <br />There is nothing in the present <br />To suggest that anything is wrong at all. <br />You are just being irrational. <br /> <br />Even if this will hurt you someday, <br />You don't really care now. <br />It's what's happening now that matters. <br />It's the moment. <br />You are happy. <br />You are content. <br />Do not fret. <br />Just because you've never been <br />Through this before does not mean you will fail. <br /> <br />Do not fret. <br />You are happy. <br />You are content. <br />You will not fail.<br /><br />Jay M. Johar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-happy/
