Lost In My Thoughts

Lumos

Some days I feel weak. Some days I feel tired. 

Some days I look at words I have written and they make sense, 

But I don't feel their passion or their bravery. 

I have a bad tendency of only talking about the days where I feel the best.

I'm embarrassed by the days that I feel grey and empty.

Those days are there though. 

Those days happen. 

I'm scared that if I talk about those days, people will worry and talk about me. 

There isn't anything to worry about, though.

I'm not the same person everyday,

I change. 

Like the moon, I grow and fall into myself. 

I'm always there, but at times you will only see pieces of me, because I'm not proud of all that I am. 

It's hard to be luminous all if the time.