Happiness

by Anonymous

I wonder why everyone depends on a boy for happiness.
Then i fell in love and he broke my heart.
Now i see why people depend on others for joy. 
I sit here wondering where you are i try to think about you so far. 
You made me happy but i didn't do the same for you.
Now im hopeless and it feels like a game. I smile now because i want to,
Not because i'm made to or even because i depend on it. 
My joy comes from what i want,
Not from some silly relationship.