Still winter

I feel much more better now a days,but by the time passing,I see that I can't predict my mood any way so cold that it seems the winter never wants to leave. I think I'm a little missed for spring and the warm sun touching my face and the cool breeze ,but still enjoy the dark blue,cloudy sky,and the dead branch of trees belive winter has a spell for it's own self,which can not be easily known and defend against know I'm still beating around the bush without having some thing to say ,I just count the days till I get 21.I don't know why I'm looking after it so much,but it's a very important thing in everyone's life years being in here,in this world,being one part of this universe is very strange and confusing,I wish my life were worthy enough,and I were a good person.