Seasons Change With A Change

I could be any season in the universe , each one with many characteristics. We have Summer when everyone is swimming in a pool with "friends" somehow avoiding drowning in the lies they all made towards each other and together. We have spring where we look out the window and see our mistakes in every raindrop , wishing it could stop thundering so we can stop thinking about our errors. Winter.. such a beautiful season were families can huddle around each other when it's too tough and too cold. I am Winter but this is no Snow White fairytale. I'm not part of the happy joyful kids playing in the snow , but i am the snowballs that are tossed away , around , and overplayed with , when you are finish with me you throw me onto the ground, where you make me dissolve and make me feel used.I am not the perfect shiny snow that has this perfect image in paintings and pictures that are posted , but i am the pulpy snow with a trail of footprints tattooed into and onto me, why do people walk continuously over me? i will never understand. I am the snow that lays on it's stomach and gets cut and bruised daily on my back by the bottom of your sleds , that carries you and the words you've used to hurt me. I am the snow who's lonely and cold at night..crying..melting off the trees. That's me.. i am winter .. the more i stay in this world , the more the days pass , i am melting by the sun coming up in the morning , and soon i will be gone..who would care ? No one because they're too pumped over things that are better like a week break in the Spring. Sure a lot of people don't love me , but they SURE like to change me into someone i'm not. Humans like to grab my snow , put a scarf on me , a hat , buttoned eyes , and fake hands. Why do they modify me into something i will never be? That fake smile they put on me with rocks would never be on the face i would have if i was not a season. I'm outside looking into people's houses they're happy drinking hot chocolate around a warm burning fire , i would never be comfortable enough to do that with my family. If my family were together like that around a fire i'd just melt away because i will never fit in . To my family i am the snow that fell off the branch unexpectedly landing on your shoulder for support , but instead they would push me off and back into the ground.. and just like that i am soon to be crushed and stepped on again. I've been on the floor so much that i gaze into the misty clouds and see this snowflake.. it's different .. unique .. the closest adjective i can use to describe it is beautiful. This snowflake has been here before and it roams in my season.. but now that i'm closer to it it shows me things i've never even thought existed. It doesn't get tired of me and leave me like most of them do.. There will be times where my heart is too cold and i want to just give up , it tells me my worth letting me know i'm not just a season.. "you're amazing" it says and as it continues to talk my chills are elevating up and down my spine , glowing up like a Christmas tree i then realize.. I'm not just the cracks in the frozen lakes , but i am the water stuck .. frozen.. i am like everything else. I have times where i ice up and hide the sparkling water beneath everything or the worth i REALLY have.. but as long as i know who i really am then i can get through my snowstorms. I thank this snowflake for giving me the worth i needed all and every season i've gone through. This might of not been a good year for me , but next year will be the most preeminent. I have every year to come to make me better for myself and others.