Box & Key

September 3, 2011

Happiness is like a box

That your constantly losing the key to

If only we could keep it around our wrist

Or close to our heart

But for some stupid reason

We’re always trying to give it away

That key

Why can’t we just keep it to ourselves?

Maybe it’s because we’re constantly looking

And striving

That one day

Some human being

Will love us as much as we’ve always hoped for

And if we just kept that key to ourselves

We would never know if they could be the one

That could hold our key for us

Treating it as if it was made of gold

And promising

To never let that box close


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