Happiness.

The trail of happiness exists differently for everyone,
For me it's something new.
Traveling, moving, quickly at 18.
Quickly jumping the gun, as most would say.
I want to live and prosper in the happiness,
that I know is 1000 miles away.
This is my goal, this is my dream.
To start anew, to start over.
A new state, a new city, a new home.
What lies for me there, is something special-
What my happiness has longed for.
Waits there, 1000 miles away,
Is a loving man, waiting to help me,
Accomplish my dreams, and forevermore, to be loved.
As said before, the trail of happiness is different.
To achieve the trail, everyone must go through hell.
No support, that damned guilt tripping.
The key to happiness is what I make it.
The trail is where I choose to start.
I shall not let anyone stand in my way.
I want my key, I want to break free.
I want to finally be happy.

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