Some days I feel tired.
Others I feel restored.
Some days I’ve wondered if I’ve strayed away.
Others I’m crying out to you Lord.
Some days I’m ready to end it all.
Other days I’m offering to be my friends’ psychologist…as much time as I can afford.
Some days I feel full of hope.
Others I feel hopeless.
Some days I feel put together.
Other days I just feel a mess.
Some days I feel ready for the day’s challenges.
Others feel like a nightmare of a test.
Some days I wake up with my smile on my face.
Others…well…searching for it is like a quest.