Searching Inside
Looking all around myself,I try and try to find,
the little piece of cheerfulness
that'll keep my peace of mind.
They have all told me,
time and time again,
that if I look inside of me,
it's happiness I shall win.
But over and over I've tried,
and I've finally given up.
Then a whisper speaks to me,
and I feel the love.
It seems such a tiresome process,
as it repeats so many times.
This was the best I could relate it to you,
in a short poem that ryhmes.
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