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Some days I like myself I look in the mirror And see a pretty girl Some days I don’t like myself I look in the mirror And just see a human Some days I hate myself I look in the mirror And see somebody not worth living Someday I will hate myself so much I will never have to look in the mirror again
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Mar 31, 2021
Mar 31, 2021 at 8:26 AM UTC
Some days
Feels like the days are flowing by, While I lay here, restless Unaware of my becoming Like an unusual goodbye.
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 2:43 PM UTC
Days
Somedays I live on a cloud ☁️ out of Stars ✨ High up in the sky - not worried about falling down. But somedays isn’t always And always isn’t somedays. Everybody has to decide for themselves if they want to fly high up in the sky or take the risk of falling.
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Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 5:31 AM UTC
Cloud out of stars
Somedays, I write to reunite the broken pieces of my heart. Somedays, I write when I am unable to cry. Somedays, I write the words that never leave my lips. Somedays, I write when I feel no one would understand me. Somedays, I write the words for help that my soul screams for. And somedays, I am unable to write about the emptiness that exists within.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 2:45 PM UTC
Somedays
Some days it's just like AAAAAHHH!!! "But don't worry because life goes on..." Panic! At the Disco 2005
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 8:38 AM UTC
AAAAAHHH!!!
Some days I wonder if your mind will ever meet your heart, if they'll just continue this long distance relationship, or finally, disconnect altogether. I feel I'm starting to get lost in this placid harmony, stumbling on the lines in this ******** script. I miss your roar. The vibrations of your voice have been weakened by the authority in his name. I fear one day I won't remember the shape of your face, Nor will you grace the whisper in my chest that carries your smile. We have been bonded by fate, but something is pulling at your bones, serving his ***** your taste. His trickle of bait has enticed your need to be seen, but you fail to realize that you were never invisible. I see you! I see you in the light catching the gleam of him, as you dangle there waiting for his delight, but in the dark, he keeps you under his breath, leaving you gasping for his glance. You see in the dark, I still see you, because you sparkle like a diamond being kissed by the sun. So I wonder, will your heart ever remember the way you roar?
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC
Dark
Forgive me my love, for I always want you All I expect is for you to want me that much too Be afraid when I’m about to leave, clinginess and everything else At times, I might be stubborn, but not to forget till my hair is no auburn, I will love you, ‘till my dying day By your side I will always lay If your happiness would need me without I love you so much, I would gladly walk out For that will give mein liebing joy, I have no say, just for you to enjoy, Mostly, I could be stupid, yes I know But I feel bad when I give you sorrow Answer my questions, I’ll keep on asking ‘till there’s no tomorrow Be patient with me, don’t be cold as snow, Please stop being snappy, That doesn’t make me happy, All I want every time is to see you smile, Even if that would send me off a mile.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC
Truth
somedays I wish that we still talked days pass by without a word from you I see you, but you don't see me your eyes runaway whenever I look into yours is it because mine are red is it because you don't want to be read sometimes my words grow legs and jump out of my mouth before you complete your sentence I'm sorry, I see your shadows in the sky I'm behind my time I think my peers think I'm lame but they wouldn't say it to my face nobody wants to talk to me about feelings nobody wants me to be the keeper of their secrets secret meetings about the secrets that don't know me I wish I could be your milk and honey
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
somedays
Some days you feel like you need to write something. I know I'm not relatable, don't be too worried. But today is one of those days where writing nothing, Feels like betrayal hurried. Some days you wish you could disappear. I can't decide whether today is one of those days or not. My crush disappears at 1:55 I fear, But it's not like I ever enter his thoughts. But some days aren't like that. Some days you think there's nothing at all. When in reality your mind is filled with chitchat. You feel ready to fall Right out of your seat But that's alright. Lunch sounds kind of boring, But I suppose it's the people there who count. My friends are always kind of alluring They're some of the best people I've found. You think someday someone will sit next to you And you'll know it's them, But you realize few People find it's them. I'm one of those people who finds the empty parts of the hallway to walk in. Luckily, my friends are too, so I'll see them there, in the empty parts of the hallway.
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
The Empty Parts of The Hallway
some days I need you some days I want you some days I love you some days I hate you some days i crave you some days I feel you some days I live some days I survive
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Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 10:20 AM UTC
Some days
Some days I feel sad And most times, I get mad Laying hopelessly on my bed Sometimes I wish, I was dead Some days I feel angry And puke on my favorite dungry Even when I am hungry I sit and flip through my memory Some days I feel broken Like the made in China ceramic Hearing all the blabber spoken I become a little crazy mimic Some days I feel lost Among the blooming tulip meadows But my day dream just frosts On seeing strange shadows Some days I feel wonderful But most days, I feel awful Remarks come as beautiful When am eating a mouthful Some days I feel lonely Missing all those teen days Now I smile only Feeling blessed in many ways... ©sim
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 6:53 PM UTC
Some Days...
I let it slip The thing that hurt me most, And that is you. Drunk and unashamed I see to let it out. I don't think about you most days But minor days I do Then for a while, When I'm in this mood All I think about is you
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Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 7:00 PM UTC
Mentioned
Somedays, even sunshine is dull and somedays his name will make me physically ill. Somedays, I don't need to be reminded that my laughter is loud and so obvious, somedays, I don't need you to pull me, I just need a rope. And somedays I won't comprehend how you can't understand.
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
Somedays
Somedays I question what Im doing, if at all anything Somedays I question who Im turning into and who I am Somedays I question where I'm going to find the answers to the problems Somedays I question when Im finally able to say I did something and am happy Somedays I question how Im even getting out of bed in the morning Somedays I question why Im still alive
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Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
Somedays
Some days, love is my friend Easy to slip away and into the Universe’s embrace. “Teach me about myself” I’ll say Cause even though I feel like I understand, It's hard to tap into that natural intelligence, hard to listen to my soul, be still. Got a devil in my ego, Telling me I'm content with submission and stagnation, Whispering louder than my screaming heart, My poor heart, pleading for internal peace, But my ego says, "That’s no good, you're not there yet, you might never be. So, **** it, here's a drink." Forget everything I know about loving myself or giving a **** about anything, Focus on nothing. Fidget, uncomfortable in my skin Shutter out of the Universe's embrace and into scrambled thoughts. I come to, “but I'm awake!" I’ll say, "I know you're there and I won't listen to you, Ego!" Unsteady, don’t know what’s true so I can't listen to anything. My natural intelligence numbed, so what powers my heart is yelling to me, "Listen, listen! Love is your friend Stay still so I can come to you my love, my sweet!" If only I could, Some days I just can’t be still.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
Be still
Somedays I like Drinking coffee with the rain I like the hot sensation on my tongue And to watch rain fall again and again But somedays I wake up Without anything to do at all So I lay in bed, think of my purpose instead And figure out why I am so small It hurts to know The days I spend in bed Nobody will run for company They put me to the back of their head Maybe just once Id wake up with a call or text Just to remind myself Maybe I couldn't be alone next But somedays I wake up Wishing my loneliness to disappear But tomorrow I won't wake up Because now my final date is clear Tonight I will surrender To myself I say, "it's for the best. So somedays now I won't Have to go back to rest." Because this loneliness Cannot be cured It's inside my head Never to be assured Inside my mind A single soul standing alone My thoughts only staying around But never to call my own Somedays I don't wake up Somedays I don't even rest Because my loneliness will stand alone It's really for the best
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
somedays are different to somedays