Yesterday, I was happy to be me, but today, I'm just me!

I nearly didn't do my poetry blog today.

Don't know why? I just don't want to play.

I'm feeling a little fragile and a perhaps a little low.

I'm hoping my passion for poetry will help me grow.

I think I'm a little tired, perhaps an early night.

I really can't be bothered to write.

For the moment, I seemed to have lost some of my fight.

For the first time since forever, I don't feel quite right.

I'm also missing my baby boy, perhaps that could be it.

Because honestly, I feel like .......