Yesterday, I went to the deli and ordered a grilled cheese on a roll. The rest of that day was warm. melted Swiss cheese.
Today, I went to the deli and ordered a chicken cutlet on a hero with nothing on it. The rest of my day was regular; no sauce or anything extra needed.
The next day, I went to the deli And ordered a turkey, egg, and cheese on a roll. I tasted ketchup and mayonnaise along with everything else. I could have changed it, but instead threw it away disgusted and frustrated. The rest of my day was not what I ordered.
The day after that, I went to the deli and ordered a tuna on whole wheat bread. I received it on a hero which I didn’t want because I wasn’t that hungry. So I decided to share one half of my sandwich with a homeless man considering I had no one else to eat with.
The day after that, I went to the deli and got a PB n J. I bit into my sandwich and tasted no jelly. Not sweet, but not a big deal for me either. I went about the rest of my day tasting peanut butter and bread.
I'm here. You're here. It's a good day. Nice idea, right? But it doesn't always work that way. Sometimes, the skies are gray. And you don't have the energy To find words to say. Some days, people go away And you can't help but feel betrayed. But you know what? We're still here. We still remember. So it's still a good day.
Will be a good day No trouble will come me way Today my humanity will be unscathed Today I will sit and watch kids play running freely, without a care in the world Today I will let my inner child free, so I too may be carefree Today I will smile and let my inner light shine Today will be a GOOD DAY
There are days when the sky is a vibrant blue and the sun expels its warmth upon my shoulders, then there are days when the sky is filled with nothing but a melancholy grey, and I embody nothing but the rain.
On those days, I may have to drink an extra cup of coffee to pull myself out of bed and face the slight suffocation the real world places upon me.
On those days, I may not have much of an appetite and will push away any thought of food, even though I know I should eat.
On those days, my eyes may become heavy, filled with just as much water as the storm clouds lingering up above me.
Some days I wake up feeling as radiant as the sun, and some days I wake up feeling as dreary as the rain.
But at least I always make sure to wake up and be something.