My life is too good to be true.
On some days I want to keep it as it is, hold it, preserve it, don’t change it
I sometimes think my life is definitely wrong, it needs
to be fixed, or changed at least
if this is my life alternating high and low
where has my freedom gone?
when the first high has left me
the other low will come back
but what is real here?
every high and low is
a figment of my imagination
that is only real in my mind
I am radiant ever
I am radiant