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That Wednesday Feeling (The Happiest Thing I Ever Did Write)

It's the same day again, another Monday, everyday is Monday

Monday, its Monday. Monday again, its Monday

The rain is pouring and its Monday, I have to go to work

I'm stocking shelves on Monday and the rain is pouring

I see the blonde girl and I avoid her eyes because its Monday

Perhaps on Tuesday I'll smile at her but its Monday and its raining

I'm taking a cigarette break on Monday and its raining still

Now I'm buying painkillers because its Monday

and the rain seeps through my hood on Monday

Monday, its Monday. Monday again, its Monday

"Is the bus late?"

"Yes, probably because its Monday."

Solemn faces on Monday

Crying children on Monday

Jaded skies on Monday

Will the sun be shining on Friday?

Who knows, I only exist on Monday

and its raining again.

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Written by
reece
English
Published
Jun 12, 2013
Lines·Words
18·139
Notes

Regarding the aforementioned blonde girl, I will smile at you one day, if I can only figure out how to smile.

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