What good is a day when nothing goes right
When your hopes & prayer do nothing at all
The dreams & schemes in your mind run irrelevant
& the love from another seems nowhere near passionate

What good is a day of falsely proclaimed love
And those you had feelings for give purely faux hugs
As a kiss leads to pain & a heart drops cold
While a deceptive love is what’s plagued your soul

What good is a day when hope falls forlorn
And the happiness you knew has morphed into scorn
While confusion, disdain, & pain are abundant
And your rage fueled question is a silent “who done it”

Why live a day full of painful emotions
An Emotional stress that can shatter devotion
Darkness and hatred harboring a lie
As the mind opens up one wishes to die

What good is a day when it all falls amiss
When your thoughts are deceived as you prepare to run
In reality the truth to this problem is
The only things wrong are those you haven’t done