Have You Ever Tried To Share Your Bliss?

Have you ever tried to share your bliss?
And someone questioned,
What you wanted in return for it?
And when you attempted to leave it with them…
A look of suspicion began to settle in.
They would not let you walk away.
An interrogation soon was relayed.

‘Why you wanna give me this?
I don’t want this mess!
This bliss you give!
Where you from anyway?
Do I look like I’m in need that way?
Do I look like I’m some tormented fool?
And why you lookin’ all peaceful?
I didn’t just graduate from nursery school.
Get that attitude away from me!
Screw you! ‘

Have you ever tried to share your bliss?
And someone questioned,
What you wanted in return for it?
And when you attempted to leave it with them…
A look of suspicion began to settle in.
They would not let you walk away.
An interrogation soon was relayed.

And when you left as they requested…
Did the next person you meet,
Look at you and cross the street?
Afraid of your clinched fist and bared teeth…
Was ready to pounce on them,
Ripping them apart like an angry beast?

Sometimes it is best…
To keep a bliss felt,
To oneself!
Some folks will never recognize,
A cheerfulness one has…
That another might despise!