Sadness
Published in
Apr 4, 2023
written in 2020
Last year, I was sad.
But I didn’t know that my sadness had a name.
Today, I know it’s name.
And I wear it proudly, like a badge.
But even with a name,
I’ve learned how easily it’s misunderstood.
My sadness has a name.
But no one understands it.
