Why can't I be happy <br />when the world is at my door? <br />I have all that I'll ever need. <br />I couldn't ask for more. <br /> <br />Then tell me why I'm empty. <br />Why do I feel so low? <br />I wonder what is wrong with me <br />and if I'll ever know. <br /> <br />My brain say's 'stop debating.. <br />you over-think too much! ' <br />But, my heart just screams and begs for things <br />like time and things of such. <br /> <br />The little things I'm needing. <br />Just little, thoughtful things, <br />not the fancy houses <br />or the cars and diamond rings. <br /> <br />Maybe I'm just greedy. <br />I should be satisfied. <br />So I will do just like I should. <br />My feelings I will hide. <br /> <br />Perhaps I am too different. <br />I feel my heart can't show. <br />I fear I'll always be this way... <br />deep in sorrow when no one knows.<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-can-t-i-be-happy/
