One day I'll know what happiness is. . . .
One day I'll know what it is to be happy .
Is it kickin back , laid up with a good book and some snacks ?
Is it going out , turnt up with my friends ?
Is it chilling with the guy I've been crushing on for months ?
Or is it feeling so content with myself that visuals of my spirit resemble a bird in flight ?
Is it being so at peace that I can walk down the street and not have to look over my shoulder more than twice ?,
Is it being able to say that today , instead of being harassed by 10 men , it was only 6 ?
Is it having the ability to say I got a job and not because the boss wants to screw me , but because I am skilled and qualified ?
Is it going to said job and being able to DO SAID JOB , without being harassed and fondled ?
Is it not being scared that you'll be out of work and not be able to provide for yourself because you won't give oral to your boss ?
One day I'll know what it is to be happy , not today though , because I've got to go to work . . .