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May 2014
you have bad days.
the days where it all comes back to you.
the days where you know what you're doing to yourself is real.
those are defined as "Bad Days"
but to me,
they are the good days.
they're the days you know you're still living.
you know you can still feel pain.
but on the so called "Good Days"
you feel nothing.
a happy feeling might succumb you.
you think the pain has stopped.
but
once again,
those are my "Bad Days"
the days you don't feel.
the days you smile.
those are "Bad Days" because you know they will end.
and that isn't fair.
to have your "Good Days" called bad and your bad called good.
because
for some of us,
we don't have any "Days" at all.
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