what i live for

happiness. its at the center of all our targets
but were all using broken arrows; were in a game with a twist
I want to be happy. we all do
but how can we when they fight?
how can we if she and her friends talk about us behind our backs?
how can we if he's getting beaten up behind the school?
and the bullies are beaten by their parents?
how can we be happy when they yell and tell us how to live? how can we live?
when theres so much pressure that the walls are closing in? when shes so pretty and so thin? i lose everything but weight.
how can i be happy when i lose what i want? when i fail miserably after trying so hard?
how can i smile while she's crying at home all alone? and them? they have no home. how can i be happy? while he's depressed and she's upset and my best friend is stressed nearly to death?
that little boy's dad just died and that man's wife? although she's married, she's desperate for a wife.
he's scared to death and she barely speaks. my grandpa is here but his body's too weak. every week it gets weaker. and every day he gets nearer. and every day i fear. the end is near. for him and for others that arent as dear.
death death and more death all the time it doesnt stop and it never will.
how can i be happy?
when she wants to kill herself; she told me herself
and he wants to kill me for believing what i believe
while they bleed and need me to feed them food. they need more than any store could buy. i try to provide what i can. to them, to him, to her, to me. i try to give and i try to live but it's so hard. happiness is so hard to see when youre blinded with pain with death with hate with hunger with sadness with confusion with--reality.

but happiness is real too
life is real. and it's here, always. it's here for us all and we're here for it. you help me and i help you and we help each other you are my brother and we are all mothers creating something new
a new world for our children to see and to feel to smell and to breathe
I'm here for them. if i had one reason to be happy it would be to show them what happiness is
and you're you and I'm me to show them diversity
we're all here for a reason
because like the seasons we must change and exchange that broken heart for a strong blood pumping organ. the same organ that plays with that baptist choir pumping life and spirit into all that hear it i want to be near it
closer to freedom closer to unity closer to life and all the happiness that life brings I want to sing! with you to them and share a swing so we can fly high up to the sky past the clouds together were stronger than gravity in any variation the world needs our procreation and dedication for any creation that we can think of. then, the doves with come and bring the peace thatll strengthen our knees and bolster our hope then we'll throw down a rope and pull the others up from the deep, dark holes that theyre stuck in. we are the ones who will save them. we are the ones who will save each other. we are the ones who save ourselves. because we, we want to live. and thats how important happiness is to us. we'll keep on shooting those broken arrows until we get a bull's eye. it'll happen one day. and because of that hope it's worth it.