Sep 2
Everyone has bad days.
Sometimes, the day turns vicious,
Making one feel
Like hiding from the world a bit .
Sometimes, we shed tears,
Condemn the day,
But it's like a storm:
Intense, alarming,
Yet always with an end.
Sometimes, the day turns vicious,
Making one feel
Like hiding from the world a bit .
Sometimes, we shed tears,
Condemn the day,
But it's like a storm:
Intense, alarming,
Yet always with an end.
Bad days come and go but doesn't last forever. They are like storms very heavy but with an end.
