I'm caught up
and brought down
in my feelings today.
That is why my face
shows depression
next to a frown
before you wave.
The thought of you
floods my lane.
So I detour
to get further  
away from you.
There is never
a right time
to tell you what is
on my mind.
That is why
I sit and sigh.
Trying to convince myself
that your very presence is a lie.
Once again
I'm listening to too much drizzy
and trying to remain busy
to forget what you have
done to me.
These are the days

The days in my feelings.