Another day,
Another suffering,
Another day full of complaining,
Yet this day; this day is far from any other day.
The sun's up in the sky,
Shining its brightest,
Lighting up everything that come it's way,
Shadows from tall buildings, houses, trees, and people are building a wonderful art,
Sounds of vendors shouting to sell their goods,
Children laughing while walking the street all the way to their school,
Sounds of heavy machines, cars, and motors.
It may not be the best day for me,
But this day, isn't as bad as any other day, another day to strive and live.
I may live a depressing life, atleast I get to see the beauty of this day, and the more days to come.
7/13/22
