Happiness

Happiness. Such a subjective term

We all want it. But we all don’t have it

To some it comes easily. Some struggle for it

Everyone chases it. Through whatever means necessary

For some it’s money, for some fame

For some it’s by hard work, for some by attention

For some it’s by doing nothing, for some by doing everything

And yet none of us really have it

As the destination’s correct but the mode of journey faulty

As happiness,truly, can come from only one place

And that’s deep within

You