Right?

I look outside and I don't see any snow. That should be good right? I walk down the mountain to my home and feel brisk wind on my cheeks. That should be good right? I walk in to a slight cold house, but doesn't matter to much because I warm up fast. That should be good right?

It is good, but why do I feel so bad? I am happy but torn and cracked with sadness. I want to be strong and overcome this rope trying to hold me down. Sometimes I just give in though, because be strong all the time is so tiresome.

I can beat it I know....just sometimes my heart needs a lift.

Stupid depression.....