A Room Of Unhappiness

Poem By joshua treece

I set in this room
Filled with people
One or two I may

Thinking, wondering
Are they happy
Am I happy
Most likely not

What is it
Where is it
How can I have it
What do I have to
Do to get it

Most people in here
Are unhappy but
Act happy to foul
There friends and
Loved ones

How can anyone
Think about finding
It in this room with
All these people
If I can’t then I know
They can’t

Comments about A Room Of Unhappiness

Like most poets, I want you to read my poems, then you can choose to comment or ask. Keep on keeping on. Love Grandpa Josh

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