It is Easy

At 21 years of age it is easy for me to describe my failures
and multiple occasions where i have come up short.
It is easy for me to point out how many people i have disappointed and hurt.
it is easy for me to count the seconds, the hours, the days i have wasted, wasting away.
It is easy for me to recount the amount of times I’ve been told “You are better than this”
It is easy for me to see where i am about to hit rock bottom.
It is easy for me to dwell on the negative
and manifest more madness into my life.
It is easy for me to conform and continue to be depressed.
It is easy for me to cry myself to sleep at night 
Despite the ease of all these things continuing to live isn’t easy.
Yet i am still here.

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