It’s been a while since I’ve had that overwhelming feeling of happiness.
All I feel now is tired and despondent.
I want to be positive.
I want to feel optimistic, but it’s so much effort.
And winter’s coming.
The season I hate most of all.
I already feel cold; numb on the inside.
Now I’ll surely freeze to death.
I need warmth, and time to thaw.
I want to be free and feel the sun on my skin.
Like the snowflakes that are sure to come,
And I feel my health and peace of mind dissolving.
Society told me that wealth, power and status are important.
The masses said, grind, hustle and be a girl boss.
So I tried, I really tried.
But slowly, something in me began to die.
Then I realised that for me, none of that is what’s most important.