When it's in the face of joy and laughter,
You experience happiness beyond anything,
Everything seems so right.
You feel like you're flying in the clouds,
Sliding off the rainbow,
Tasting the dewdrops off the petals,
And lying in the soft green grass,
In the sunny countryside .
Then come the times,
When you hit rock bottom,
In amidst of misery and unknown fears,
Everything turns grey,
You discover ugly truths,
You feel lonely,
And everything seems to stop in tracks .
It's funny and strange,
How a week can be split into clear halves,
One with unexpected joy,
Another with sudden moodiness.
You feel you have just experienced something,
That few people has gone through,
A side of things that is so rare,
So rare that no one knows exactly what you mean,
A total bittersweet miracle.
