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Why So Happy? because, it's Now
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All About Me People look at me and say
“why so happy”
when I grew up I saw a lot
I saw a lot of hurt and pain
Seen my friends breathing blood
And my brothers handcuffed to the floor
As he smirked and told me
“Never be like Me’
and handed me his thrown.
Growing up, moving, never staying still
Hard to open up, ashamed of what I’ve seen
Afraid they would judge a man for what he’s seen
And not for who he is.
In school, always did ok, while laughing in the back
Trying to stay happy, while never really having
Someplace to call my home
A home where you'd be safe
Never really had a home
My home, hmm... something I always wanted
I lived in a world that changed curtains
Every time the Christmas lights went up
We would run from ourselves, or
From the others that followed
Never really understood all of it
Why would we leave?
Why wasn’t I allowed to be sad…
I don’t understand how it got to a point
Where every moment of breath
Was like a dagger to my heart
Every smile from a friend
Felt like a bitter betrayal of my life
I always felt alone in those times
No where to go, but to walk
I often remember walking in a straight line
Looking up at the clouds
And praying
Praying to my lord, my God
“Why god…why”
Why do some people have gold?
While others have shoes
How can it be my lord?
Where others are born in wealth
And there are some born in pain
Cursed from the moment they were born
How?
Life… hem… life
What is that?
How can I live, if I don’t want to?
How can I be called alive, when I dread every moment
Life is nothing…
Well it was…
Back… then
