What you feed is what you create.
But what about when I don’t feel like being positive?
When rainbows and sunshine make me want to vomit.
When I turn my head in pessimism
I need to know it’s okay to have a bad day.
And that five bad days in a row is not an omen,
But an awning of human emotion.
Tell me, I am okay,
Because the T.V. screen paints it as weak,
Labels you depressed when you see no need to rise.
Some days are harder to get out of bed.
Some days I am a different version of myself.
That does not mean my personalities have split in two.
Aren’t we allowed to be layered
I know I have a right,
And feelings change shape by the minute.
But writing it
Makes me remember
That I am not okay
But I will be.
And that’s okay.