Somedays
Somedays are so cold.
Somedays you search for solitude.
Somedays you feel invisible.
Somedays you do things you never thought you would.
Somedays getting out of bed to close the blinds is enough.
Somedays just aren’t a walk in the park.
Somedays you only Receive bad news.
Somedays it takes all your will not to jump.
Somedays you break free.
Somedays
Somedays are hard, and sometimes there are a lot of somedays. The world can be so lonely and so cruel, you better have a thick trench coat to keep yourself warm. The hardest part is to be honest with yourself and to know when to ask for help, it’s something I struggle with.
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