Is This a Poem?

My questions as a creative.

Is it still a poem if it’s not depressing?

Am I still an artist if I’m not tortured?

Is it wrong to want to see the world through rose-tinted glasses?

I’m still angry at the injustice but not in the way I used to

Is it wrong to live so I love?

Am I still fighting for my causes if I don’t shout as loud?

Am I still a good feminist if I don’t march?

Is it okay to be happy at a time like this?

Can I be content at a time like this?

Is it okay if I want to make you happy too?

Do you want to be happy?

Is this still a poem if I want you to be happy?