As I lay here in this bed
I might as well be stone cold and dead
Tears falling down my face
My fears are hard to trace
Nobody home
I am alone
Depression is the tension
But did I mention
I was fine
Minutes ago
But these feelings are mine
Just a rough day
So I know I'll stay
The weather
The rain
It and I
Are the same
Still I can't sleep
I've tried counting sheep
It didn't work
And never does
My room is a mess
I'll clean tomorrow I guess
Finishing school is my quest
Monday
I hate those
Tuesday's too
Wednesday the half way point
And
Thursday brings excitement
Friday is relief
Saturday is happiness
Sunday is torture
So today was just a bad day
Any seven of them can be
But that's all on me
~Katie~
