its days like these
i wish my life was an ease
do i only make it harder
harder on myself
allowing all thoughts
to stutter through my day
its days like these
that every thing goes wrong
do i only see it that way
that every thing ruins my day
when nothing has tremendously gone wrong
its days like these
i wish i could easily take a walk
to make all the racing thoughts stop
do i only let them continue
letting the brain’s juice stew
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
its days like these
i wish my life was an ease
do i only make it harder
harder on myself
allowing all thoughts
to stutter through my day
its days like these
that every thing goes wrong
do i only see it that way
that every thing ruins my day
when nothing has tremendously gone wrong
its days like these
i wish i could easily take a walk
to make all the racing thoughts stop
do i only let them continue
letting the brain’s juice stew
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