Ok can be Great

Why is it so hard. I should be having fun. But im constantly being used over and over again. I strive to give people amusement but it’s so hard. I end up getting dizzy. I’m spinning over and over again. It’s almost like the world doesn't stop spinning. After a long day I try to close my eyes but it’s so much worse. Sometimes, I love lighting up, even when I’m not spinning. It lightens up my mood. It doesn’t seem to get easier I guess. I just wish I was something else, you know? Like, a pen. I would have so much life in me. Or maybe a tree. Blowing in the wind, Just relaxing. I could spend the winter resting and come back in the spring, spreading joy to those looking for a new life. Maybe my life isn’t so bad. I'm so colorful and every time I’m spun, I see their blurry smiles spreading across their faces. It’s what I was made to be. Hey, atleast im not a pencil, constantly being used and grinded down, not having my head put in that awful sharpener. That makes me happy. I guess it’s just one of those days. A day where I’m not truly happy. I mean, yeah being a tree would be great but what if one day they tear me down to build some parking lot for a big building. I would be sad. Maybe I am ok with who I am. Yeah they are ups and downs but overall, I enjoy what I’m doing. Even if at the end of the day I don’t feel super great. I make people happy and I’m so full of energy. It’s ok. Yeah, Ok. Ok is good enough. Maybe one day, I’ll see that my life is more than ok. My life can be great. I have to work on that but I know I can do it. I will do it. It’ll take some time, but I believe in myself. I will strive for a happy life.