i cannot latch onto my sadness for too long
i am equivocal in my feelings and
I find happiness comes far easier than sadness
to think
to discuss
the flaws in my life
it is too painful
so I lock them away in a miniscule corner of my brain
hidden with elaborate hobbies; dancing, singing, painting, reading
the need to be someone who I am simply not
and instead
my heart gets weighed down
heavier and heavier
like I imagine the scales appear after I eat something of one too many calories
