I was so happy and it seemed so real
And I took for granted how I did feel
Until came the circumstances changing
And the ebbs of life came in barging!
How soon I realise: happiness is not a right
That one can claim or pillage
It is rather - to the many -
An unexpected state of privilege.
My expectations were too high,
And I was too happy for a blink;
Now I am broken down to the core,
As the new realities begin to sink.
That happiness was not mine,
To start with, to claim:
It was gifted and external;
Beyond the confines of my realm.
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