If I held back my smile
If I tried to shade the sparkle in my eyes
If I insisted it is black or white
Then my happiness would not be given a voice.
If I held a grudge
If I refused to budge
If I created enemies that didn't exist
Then my happiness would be locked up with you, not me.
If I emptied a half-full glass
If I told the sun to stop shinning
If I drew the thick drapes and called the day dismal
I would be placing my happiness in the hands of a few.
If I built virtual walls
If I didn't embrace the powerful reminder
If I didn't bring a peace offering and leave it with grace
My happiness would be trapped in jail.
If I didn't give myself a chance
If I replaced youthful years with heavy tears
If I wore out my heart by rushing time
I would be saying my happiness isn't worth a dime.
If I broke the silence with wasteful words
If I told the stories that didn't need to be heard
If I kept holding on like a game of tug of war
Then my happiness would be your victory prize.
If I sunk into the jet black
If you became the balance, my measuring scales
If I was forcing what wouldn't stay
I would be saying my happiness is lost, and that it's OK.
If I cried seven times when once could suffice
If I told myself I couldn't recover
If I allowed cold sweats to become my shower
I would be saying my happiness is yours to keep.
If I couldn't walk to you and shake your hand
If I break down every time I stand
If I refuse to ever leave my house
I would be throwing my happiness to the pigs.
If I ever caught a glimpse and sighed
If I could not look at you my dear in the eyes
If I put them on a pedestal
I would be implying that my happiness is your choice.
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