sometimes you look to other people and see them happy,
while you're stuck in many troubles, asking yourself 'why am I so gloomy? '
You see this girl talking about her new dress, and that boy shining with his girlfriend,
while you're staring, talking to yourself, neither an enemy nor a friend.
Then you go back home to find troubles and fights,
you get into your room and remind back your diary as every night,
lying on the bed, the stars are dancing, staring to the moon's bright,
listening to the voice of nature, flying in the sky like a free kite.
Then the sky rains heavily, a moment later comes the rainbow light.
I was also like you wondering the seven colors except the white.
I asked my dad where is the white? ! He smiled at me and replied,
'This is life son, to take a photo for happy people someone has to take aside.'
Abdallah Gamal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-pretend-being-happy-just-smile/
