I made this piece of poetry? Tell me how it looks:
Happiness- The feeling you get when you accomplish your lifelong dreams.
Happiness- When you wake up on the first day of Spring.
Happiness-The feeling you get when you ace a extremely difficult test.
Happiness- When you find true love.
Happiness- When you enter your favorite restaurant.
Happiness- When the main characters finally get together after years of denying the feelings.
Happiness- A emotion every person feels at one point in their life.
When will I feel true Happiness?
Happiness- A emotion I have never truly felt.
Is that a Stone staring at me from my screen?
Or a harsh reflection of my soul.
Happiness, I'm waiting for my true love.
Do they even know I'm living,
breathing,
hurting,
decaying in this world others call home.
I don't have a home.
Not here.
Not there.
I'm homeless in two ways now.
I'm ignored.
I've made my mistakes.
Who doesn't?
Happiness- When a person feels alive.
I feel dead.
But I'm breathing?
I guess I do feel peace in the forest.
I can live there?
That would be weird.
Who cares now?
No one.
I'm my own creature.
Blowing in the wind like all the others.
I'm in the river, flowing down for what seems like centuries.
I finally feel happiness.
I'm at peace.
Happiness- Like a Leaf flowing down a river.