I try positivity, and strike and crack and crush the stone of negativity suppressing me, it shatters. It is magma, volatile, threatening to dissolve my humanity. I try confidence, and splash and sink and ride the tide of doubt drowning me, it flows. It is water, bleak, threatening to engulf my opportunities. I try happiness, and climb and scale and conquer the mountain of sorrow smothering me, it presses. It is earth, heavy, threatening to choke my clarity. I try hope, and shield and block and ignore the roar of disappointment shaking me, it deafens. It is thunder, explosive, threatening to stifle my progress. I try nothing.