happy walks, depressed people

i see them on my walks.
rushed,
depressed,
and i am so happy

i walk around smiling
without a reason.
it’s disgusting.
nobody wants to read about that shit:
happiness.

who is happy these days?
the stupid and the drunk.
the rest is depressed.

are you happy?
how stupid of you.
how insensitive,
think of all the depressed people.
you can’t just be happy
without a good reason.

happiness is shallow and simple.
no one reads poems about happiness.
but depression,
you have to be smart
to be depressed.

every day, i wonder:
why are they are so unhappy?
why so stressed?
why so angry?
maybe one day
i will figure it out,
and finally become depressed.
until then,
i am happy.


Sven Schnieders

Sven Schnieders

Autodidact
Vienna, Austria