Sometimes when I am feeling slightly down,
I look at myself in the mirror and
I tell myself to wipe away the frown
And make the furrows on my brow disband.
It's easy really, life is only short,
How stupid it would be to waste it all,
Maybe happiness really should be taught,
To every one when they are stuck in school.
Perhaps happiness is a thing we learn,
And something that we can use when in need
So when we think we're going to crash and burn,
We can use happiness our souls to feed.
There's other things that stop depression too,
Like coming back home and talking with you.