Happiness Theft
I go left
as they dance right
trying to exit the stage,
to outrun my fright,
but as I go right
and they dance left
I stumble upon
the happiness theft.
The happiness theft,
saying I’m a worthless fool,
yelling random jargon
all so cruel.
I am blinded by lights
caught in this mess,
alone on center stage
with the happiness theft.