Some Days
Some days it’s like you’re sitting on a throne
The happiness you feel reverberating down to the bone
Those are the days when everything seems to be alright
Not knowing the next day will be a fight
Some days it seems like you’re about to drown
The weight of expectations the world has placed on you dragging you further down
No one there to offer a helping hand
To pull you back onto dry land
And some days it feels as if the teardrops won’t stop
From the emotional barrage designed to make you drop
Living in a world full of strangers
Whose only purpose seems to fuel your anger
You feel confused and lost
Searching for a way out no matter the cost
Living in a world that leaves you feeling haunted
Reliving memories that should have stayed long dead
And when your greatest deceiver
Turns you into a reluctant believer
You scream and yell ‘Can you feel my heart?’
Knowing your only solace comes from your favorite medium of art
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