
Happy"Happy"Happy by =BleedTheDream180
Happiness is knowing who you truly love
While pointing to the clouds above
And forming shapes of dogs and cats
And discussing silly things like this and that
Happiness is flying a kite under sunlight in a park
And laying on the grass talking into the dark
Appreciating every lick of a cup or a cone
Filled with ice cream to chill your white bones
Happiness is dancing wildly in the rain
Watch me now as I am going insane
With laughter and joy that happiness brings
Happiness is appreciating the little things
Like the sounds the waves make as they crash on the shore
Or the ripple effect from the wind when it roars
Or the melo

Looking UpAaron fumed.Looking Up by =JoeyLiverwurst
It was his day off, and here he was at work anyway, two hours to close. He hated training people, but tomorrow was a big day, and he would pay for it in the long run if he put it off. He had been home alone, wasting time, but the principle of it still bothered him. He practically lived here these days.
He exited the car and slammed the door. Then he noticed a young man, probably a college student, standing at the edge of the parking lot. He was on the grass, looking straight up at the night sky. A full moon gleamed overhead.
In his funk, Aaron had forgotten the full moon! It almost always cheered him up. He smiled and called o

AloneAt my weakest moments,Alone by ~isasongs
there's nobody there.
To catch me when I fall,
Nobody to care.
At times I dream about it,
Someone to just see me.
To make me feel not alone,
But it isn't real to see.
I'll always be the second,
when the rest is occupied.
Then they'll turn to me,
not knowing it makes me cry.
If just someone would say,
that there's so much more to me,
That i'm not invisible,
but too bright to see.
But since this isn't real,
And fairytales don't come true.
I try to live with myself,
And hope that they will too.