Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••

Alive

What makes life so interesting?
What makes living a ray of sun?
That brings out the leap of joy
As every single day began?
Could it be someone or something
Or does it really exist?
Does it speak of a romantic tale -
Of a novel's plot twist?
Does it reveal in bookshops or cafes
That line down the streets?
Perhaps in classic records,
In discotheque drum beats,
Does life seek for freedom
In the plane view above?
Does it long for hands to catch it, 
When it's falling in love?
Does true happiness merely come from
Sheer opulence and pearls?
Do these treasures that women wear
Make them the galest of girls?
Even if men born with luxuries,
Why do they seem to look sad?
The world is in their grasp,
All things that bear gold - they almost even had,
But now I learned that the truest joy
Could never be found nor seen,
Like the soft whisper of a ghost
Or the presence of the wind,
It does not reveal in price tags
Or in leathers black as coal,
Nor is it caged in human beings
In people young or old,
Your happiness can only come from you,
And your verdict is your life,
So choose to be your own jury,
The one who chooses to be alive