the days of my life

Days of the week

Mondays always seem to be bumpy and i can never figurer out why

Tuesdays make me cry because it's not even near the end
And sometimes i think to myself tuesdays are as worse as mondays
Because tuesdays are nothing but a tease

And wednesdays are like mixed moods i go from being  glade to being mad
That there's two more days to go until the weekend but then i cant help
But to think when the weeks over will they still stay or will it be another lonely sunday

Thursdays i hate because why so close to the end do i really want it to end
Every thursday gives me a melt down like i'm at the center of the earth and its core
Is burning me to the end

Fridays i sigh and cry because i decide wither i wanna leave or stay do i really wanna stay
Fridays make my headache and that just so happens to be another thing i can't figure out
Everyday of my life they criticize me and how i act it's always your a mood kill or
You'll never get anywhere
they all judge me they all assume they cant even look me in the eyes when they criticize me 

They always assume they never ask me like why do i always have to be the one in the wrong no matter how much i apologize for something i didn't do they never listen they never even bother to listen let me tell my story because i promise you i don't want your sympathy i don't want you to feel bad for me I JUST WANT YOU TO LISTEN TO ME

i just want you to hear me let me tell mystory so i can clear my name matter of fact let me give you my shoes to walk in so you can see how miserable and misunderstood i feel everyday let me show you i'm not at ALL THAT BAD you wouldn't last even one second in my shoe let alone a day

Dont judge me because you don't know me okay i'm sorry i have cold hearted eyes and i have a block of ice for a heart  okay all of this is out of my control, before you tell me to smile more ask me why i don't smile first ask me why it's not easy to trust and ask me why i never keep my back turned for too long

HOW COULD YOU JUDGE ME WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW ME YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH YOU DONT KNOW THE HEARTBREAK I'VE HAD THROUGHOUT MY YEARS AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHY IM SO QUICK TO GIVE UP
so before you judge me get to know me
You never know what someones going through so don't go jumping the gun because that same insult you throw to my face will be the same one you have to live with for the rest of your life when you find out why i am how i am

I go through the days of the week like its a simulation of how long i can live and how fast i can give up on something so easy
The days of the week fly by because i sleep all day and stay up all night but i still somehow mange to not get enough sleep which is why i hate Monday's

Everyday of the week has its own name for me, Monday's are restless days and Tuesdays are why did i even bother to get up and don't get me started on why do i even try Wednesdays and Thursday's are I wanna pull all the hair out of my head, Fridays are just another day but Saturdays and Sundays are i hate my life and why do i even bother to stay and try to be apart of something I'm not just to be deceived and lied to like every other day of my miserable life going on and on again until i choose that enough is enough and clearly I haven't had enough because I'm still standing here in this same room running from something in the dark

That's right I'm running from something that's always one step ahead of me and i can never seen to escape almost like a shadow because it is yeah its my shadow I'm running from in the dark but my mind will keep telling me to run until my legs cant run anymore and oh how i wish my legs will give up on me do i can finally be free.