What is happiness?
Does it really exist
Or are we faking it?
Is there happiness
Or are we inventing it?
We have sparkles of joy in life
But we have never reached
The pure happiness.
Happiness is like a galaxy
From which little stars shine
But not all of them
And if they shine,
They shine for a few moments
After that,they leave behind a trace
As if everything was a short dream.
