Smiling faces Warm embraces Ashamed for not being it Wishing I was the "good vibe" in everyone's life Ashamed for not being it But, what about the starving children? Ashamed for not seeing it Have you tried yoga? Exercise? Meditation? Ashamed for not being able to carry the ball and chain to the gym For not being able to put it down to empty my mind The words made of flowers cut deep And then a voice whispers, "You're not alone, I'm here" And then it sits with me through silence and tears