She was happy,
I was not,
Why?
I think a lot;
Perhaps she found joy in simple things,
While I carried burdens, like heavy wings.
Her heart danced with laughter, carefree and bright,
While I dwelled in shadows, consumed by the night.

The answer to "Why?" lies in perspective, my friend,
In how we perceive and the thoughts we attend.
Happiness varies from one soul to the next,
For it's shaped by our choices and how we're perplexed.

She found happiness in moments and grace,
While I sought it elsewhere, in a different space.
It's not always easy to pinpoint the cause,
For happiness, my dear, has its unique laws.

So, explore your own path, and seek what you will,
The answer to "Why?" may take time to fulfill.
Discover your joy, in your way, on your plot,
For happiness, my friend, can't be easily sought.
© Airaa