Almost Happy

If I could look beyond your face And photograph your hidden place Would I find you smiling in the picture I don't know what you want Because you don't know, So what's the point of asking You're almost happy Almost content But your head hurts Far too many ways to go We learn so much but never know Where to look Or when we should stop looking I can love the whole of you. The poetry I stole from you And hide inside my stomach You're almost happy Almost content But your head hurts It's easy to get lost in you And fall asleep inside of you I want to return to you A reason to be here A reason to be here No I don't know what you want And you don't know So what's the point of asking You're almost happy Almost content But your head hurts --- Almost Happy - K's Choice