more like a maZe

your fingers dance

through the keys,

where is the one

that leads

to happiness?,

everyone always

talked about the key

to happiness,

where is that one,

the truth is

there’s none.

'cause it takes a maze to get there,

not a door or a gate,

but a whole fricken maze

to happiness,

they say

"key"

but there’s not a key

it’s more like a way,

a whole fricken maze,

then some days you’re close

and then you run against walls

and you’re further than you though

you were,

but damn,

some days

you're not that

far away.