Before,

it felt like you were walking in mid-spring,

the weather is not too hot,

but not cold either.

All the bad, black birds are gone,

trees are blooming,

and the air smells nice.

You can finally wear a short dress,

and the wind flies away

from the yellow dust that comes from the ground.

You want to meet up with your friends,

so you take the bike and go into the city,

while listening to light music,

and your heart feels at ease,

and you feel like nothing wrong can happen.

But right now, I feel like a plastic bag

thrown into the middle of the ocean,

that is too deep and dark to understand,

and there are various types of fish in it,

that are way bigger than me,

and are scary and no one understands me,

and no one cares about me,

and I'm not even real,

and I'm just being cast away

as I won't be able to be used anymore.