I'm thriving!

Aren't I?

I'm
happy
excited
radiant
& shinning brighter than the sun.

I think I am okay & well...

I f e e l  I am low & dull

I never feel like me...
I miss me.

I see her smile for no reason in particular with a spring in her step, buzzed on jubilance & confidence...

Where did she go?
I miss her.

I'm surviving

I am strong, but strength is not enough to pull me out from under these tidal waves of life if I don't know how to swim.

Self scattered
across the glass floor.

I have everything I need within myself.

Only scattered, never shattered.