truly happy

I have an obnoxious and deafening voice

That may not be understood the right way

Because maybe

it is too much to handle

I have to remember that some people grow up too fast

And put their crayons down before moving onto the 5th grade

People may have become impassioned

That’s just how it is

I’m here to show you what i see through my eyes

And why

Instead

Of choosing a black crayon

I chose bright red

You may be upset

Because you feel like the whole world is relying on you

But sometimes you forget

That you act like the world is revolving around you

You may be upset

because you got an 82% on your math test

or because you have never experienced “real” happiness past the age of 7

And if that’s the case

I’m sorry

I’m sorry you don’t see the world as vibrant place

Filled with adventures

And second chances

i’d like to think

That me choosing red is the reason i am always happy

I’m okay with myself

I’m okay with the fact that I have acne

Big calves

And a double chin

Sometimes doubt does cross my mind

But I overcome it

I overcome every inch

And every locus on my body

I am happy with that

Because I make a choice everyday

To not care about getting a bad grade here and there

Or not being beautiful enough

I choose my well being over others

And don’t use my red crayons to draw lines on my wrists

but to draw the beautiful house I will once live in

I’m not  “in a good mood” happy

I’m happy in a way that can’t be explained

Without examining the neurons in my brain

I’m happy

because i realised that smiling is more important

than searching for your future on naviance