"Judea, how come your always
Sad
And never happy?", Amelie
Asks once again, her voice
Anxious for an answer.

"I don't know Amelie, alot of
Things are happening, ok, and
I'm just really tired and
I need some time just to think",
I say in a final tone.
My
sister may not know
When to ask what
Or when to say what
But she hears my voice
Clever as she is, she catches on
And leaves the room, shutting
The door behind her
And I am finally
Exactly where I wanted to be
How I want to be
All alone
In my sanctuary, in my room
In my mind, in my pain.

I think of the question
"Why are you never happy?"
Over and over again
A haunting string of words
Running through my mind
And the only answer
To my sister Amelie's question
Is, "Why am I always sad?"

F.T.M.