Happiness

What makes us human?
What makes us happy?
What's the underlying force I see as I stare at my phone screen.
My wrists aching and my eyelids heavy.

Why can't I find the answers?
The answers to why I am void of the warmth.
To how I see smiles and feel guilty.
What is happiness?
How do I get happiness?

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