Some days,i just want to lay back on the bed and just rest my nerves,watching through my window as the day travels from morning to noon and then slowly walks into night.

Some days,i just wake up with hyperactive spirit pulling me by the  hands and taking me on a smooth fast journey of life in a day.

Some days,i feel so hurt all i want to do is end my life but all i end up doing is cry.

Some days,i am so happy for no reason,i don't want the day to end.

Some days,i have this feeling of giving things i had or thought i had but then i can't find out what really..

WilliamsMarta(Tweencool)
Mamo's Poetry