Hidden Happiness

by Dee   Jun 4, 2005


Friday night, it's five p.m.
The work week is over
The weekend begins

As I sit in rush hour traffic
Deciding what song to play
Anticipating hidden happiness
to escape the hectic days

Time to put on my disguise
The little grin from ear to ear
The feeling that I get from my sip of cheer

Sometimes it makes me feel like a clown at the circus
Other times it seems to bring my depression to the surface

Temporary vacation from my crazy life
Kind of like a lunch break from the cutting knife

Sometimes when I am feeling that I have reached the end
I take my hidden happiness to replace romance and friends

Now that the weekend has begun, it's time to fill my empty cup
Drink some hidden happiness so I will not give up

Soon it will be Monday, my weekend comes to an end
But there awaits my hidden happiness and my newly secret friend

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