So , you get up early with the hope that it will be a good day.
All cheered up , ready to conquer it.
But....
It turns out to be same day you have everyday.
The days are kept getting worse and it's harder to keep that smile and vigor on for everyone.
I can't give up too soon.
Eventually everything gets fine whether you survive or not.
Sometimes my empathy turns to apathy.
At times my rage is hard to contain.
Why must I feel so intensely.
When I’m sad my world is crumbling.
When I’m mad you’ll feel my wrath.
I’m loving and kind.
I’m mean and moody.
I’m tired guys.
Emotionally.
Mentally.
Physically.
Tired.