America categorically states it.
Ghana firmly guarantees it.
But can I really pursue what makes me happy?
When I’m not sure where it will lead
I never played hooky and I passed all my exams
I found a job that pays for a little more than most.
One day when my teeth are few,
Will I be able to say I was happy doing what I did?
Maybe I should try something new,
Like playing the cello,
Or follow my heart lands afar
Maybe happiness will then pursue me.