i’m so happy i wave at myself in the mirror in wonder i wonder when the bags underneath my eyes began to look so heavy they might rip i wonder why my wrists and elbows look so fragile surrounded by my own fingertips i wonder where all my sadness has gone to im so happy im so happy my sadness has taken root in other parts of my body my brain so overcome by happiness all other emotions take a back seat to it but i can feel my own ailments crawling and climbing their way under my skin and through my veins limbs grow heavier day by day as wrists grow smaller and smaller while joints get stiffer second by second taunting my attempts to move i’m so happy my sadness is practically stuck gum on the bottom of someone else’s shoe so happy my sad becomes someone else’s problem one i can always look back and check on and choose to forget i’m so happy i’m sad i remember songs of sweet sorrow and sob silently when was the last time my sorrow ceased before tomorrow