What is happy?
What does it feel like?
Have I really lost myself all these years?
The feeling I had when I was a child, what did that feel like?
Enveloped with anger, hate, anxiety, sadness, and pessimism.
I've lost my sight.
I wonder if I even feel compassion or love anymore.
I might've lost that too.
But a question from me to you is...
Are you happy?