Bad days come and go,
The days you'll never know.
Sometimes you know when these days will come,
And you're already prepared to get up and run.
You just get that feeling deep within,
that something will go wrong,
that throughout the whole day,
it will be bad, upsetting, and painfully long.

This is a day unlike any other,
Where all these things are real
You knew beforehand it wouldn't be good,
That inner instinct you could feel.

Why do we have to have days like these?
Where nothing goes your way,
When all the unthinkables happen,
and you never get a say,
But sit there wondering why,
Why today turned out like this.
Why did nothing go right?
Just a day of constant sadness
Where I can see the inevitable happen,
In everyone's favor but mine.
I want my voice to be heard,
I wnat to stand up and shine.

*Dec 01*
 
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