It is not possible. I have never seen anyone being happy very often.
I would feel too guilty. How can I smile when in Africa millions of children die of hunger?
I would have no friends. Everyone would envy me far too much to stick around!
It is too late. If it was possible to choose happiness, how could I justify all those years of sadness?
Maybe it is possible. I have never met an astronaut, but I know some people fly into space.
Maybe I would not feel guilty. My sadness is not going to feed Africa’s children.
Someone might be envious. And yet how pleasant it would be to stick around happy me!
Maybe it is not too late.
I can’t blame myself for being sad,
when I did not know I could choose to be happy.