Some days the clouds are grey
And some days the world
Should just go away
Some days never ending sleep
Feels like the only way

Memories play out in the mind
Like bad films
That just go on repeat
Never wanting to end

Some days just living a life
Feels like a battle of strife
Silence can suffocate
And tears can sting like wild bees

But when you do lift your head
From that sactum of bed
And spy a little glimps
Of the sun
Maybe then life can
Start
And today you will be
The person you know for real