Everything is a struggle
Bobbing in the undercurrent of life
Wearing the finest attire
With friends watching unknowingly from the shore
But, that doesn’t change the fact that I’m drowning
Fleeting moments I think I’m surfacing
Then a mouthful of seawater is a reality check
Somehow, I know I’ll make it
“She’s strong”
“She’s resilient”
But the thing is…
I don’t see *how*