Post by Yuliya on Dec 27, 2007 0:01:44 GMT -5
Another poem I wrote awhile ago.
Those Days
There are some days
When you wake up
Knowing it’s not going to work
That day will be lousy, horrific
Terrifying, stress-making, anxious
Downright crappy
You might curl up
Not think it’s worth it
Why should you bother to live that day
If it’s just going to suck
Why
There’s people to make happy
Creations that need creating
Heartwarming sigh-makers
And most of all, discoveries
You learn something new
Every day
Not matter how disguised it may be
It can be anything
From learning about yourself
Or a friend
From knowing what to say
To earwigs
You might learn
Not to judge people by something they said
You might learn
What poison ivy looks like
And the consequences of not knowing that
Whatever it is
It may be valuable
Don’t hide away
Even if you spend the whole day
Wishing it never happened
One thing is certain
You’ll never get it back
There are some days
When you wake up
Knowing it’s not going to work
That day will be lousy, horrific
Terrifying, stress-making, anxious
Downright crappy
You might curl up
Not think it’s worth it
Why should you bother to live that day
If it’s just going to suck
Why
There’s people to make happy
Creations that need creating
Heartwarming sigh-makers
And most of all, discoveries
You learn something new
Every day
Not matter how disguised it may be
It can be anything
From learning about yourself
Or a friend
From knowing what to say
To earwigs
You might learn
Not to judge people by something they said
You might learn
What poison ivy looks like
And the consequences of not knowing that
Whatever it is
It may be valuable
Don’t hide away
Even if you spend the whole day
Wishing it never happened
One thing is certain
You’ll never get it back
