Endless Happiness

I used to believe that happiness

Is an endless feeling.

Spread in an infinite manner

Poured into millions of hearts.

And so, I was never afraid

To give happiness to others

Even if it meant to give them some of mine.

Now I think

What if all the happiness in the world comes

To an end.

What would be left that in me?

What if everyone keeps taking a piece of my happiness without giving me one of theirs?

Many wise man argues that happiness is an inner feeling. It's endless

But an even wiser man will make you believe in how it can't be endless.

You see happiness is like a barter system.

You give them happiness in return for some of theirs.

He to her, her to him thus creating an endless cycle.

But what if we never give.

Would we cease to exist?

Or roam like a dead man 

Those who never existed.

Would be selfish

Or shut ourselves until we become completely sane 

Here. Sit under the stars or the empty sky 

And think what would happen

If the world fails to give happiness

Please tell me what would you

If you run out of happiness too

Because now that I've nothing left to give

And with life yet to live

I was hoping you'd give me some of yours

And I, if had happened to have more

Give you mine.