One of those days

When you realize

That you don’t have the courage to say even half the things on your mind

And when you do, the voice comes out too tiny, a little too soft

On other rare occasions, when it seems loud enough to be heard

Somehow, nobody seems to be listening.

One of those days

When you wish

That you could shrink to 2 inches tall

So you could hide in the corner of your drawer

And never see the people, meet the people you could fall in love with

And give them the power to cause you incredible pain

That takes too long to go away.

One of those days

When you wonder

Whether you are headed for the worse

With thoughts that scare you as they appear

And ideas that are too frightening to kept

And whether you’ll ever find people

Who’ll still love you, no matter what.

One of those days

When you think

That maybe your jokes are too stupid

And that you smile too much

And wonder, what people really think about you

And whether you should change

Just to make them love you more?

One of those days

When you know you’re wrong

When you think so much

About things that don’t matter

But you do anyway.

Just one of those days.