I am discouraged, yes by how circumstances have been screaming in my face, telling me that I’m gonna lose out.
I’ve lost my will to fight.
And life keeps pushing me through its dirt and its tiny glories… but I am left so hungry for so much more.
Just to see my hard work get paid off. Just to see myself where I’ve always seen myself. “Here”.
Bad hair days get to me. As well as the oiliness on my face and the smudged liner that makes me look eight years older and the black circles around my eyes that I am so afraid to let you see.
Tell me I have a glow left. Whether you’re a friend or someone I love.
Not in the tanness of my skin, not in the colour of my hair, not in the red of my rouge but just look into my eyes and watch my entire being from there.
Tell me there’s more to look forward to.
Like a victory or something.
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