Why?

Money doesn't mean happiness

almost 10,000 in the bank

A job doesn't mean security

because a little over $7 an hour isn't worth my time

My life is so limited

Stuck to a device because I cannot drive

No one spends the time to speak to me

Because a text or an email are far less emotional

No one truly hears my cries

No one is there to dry my eyes

Happiness is being around people who care

Happiness is being held and loved

Yet everyone seems so isolated

I'm just tired of being alone

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

The words leave me asking what is happiness? is it the same for everyone? is there a majority vote? Or is happiness something very much individual to the individual?
It also makes me think of the spring board over a pool. The short it is, the less we can fly, the less we can reachout to what we wish to attain. I wonder if the length of that spring board is simply a reflection of our own inner will to become something else, or if it's entirely made up of outside influence.
In any case, your poetry makes one think and ponder their own lives and the paths that they choose to walk. Thanks for sharing!

[Stephen]

My life is so limited
Stuck to a device because I cannot drive

~~ Lines are very thought-invoking ~~

Well, yeah, sometimes we love being along but sometimes, we hate it ... so, yeah ... your this write showing that you`ve been alone since a long & now you`re frustrated to sit alone in a corner of a room ~~ you need someone who hears your voices ~~ you need someone who feels the feelings of yous. Well written ... you just bleed in words!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with your thoughts in the poem.
"Happiness is being around people who care
Happiness is being held and loved"
People rich in friends and laughter know the good life. I miss the days of long conversation and sharing coffee. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[R J Askew]

A fine write. You capture how it is for many of us.