Days

There are days when I feel open,

there are days when I feel bright,

there are days when I feel sobered

and I try to stay out of sight.

 

There are days when I feel happy,

there are days when I feel sane,

there are days when I could go crazy

from the thoughts rushing through my brain.

 

There are days when I feel empty,

when melancholy runs through my veins,

when my feelings are numb and locked away,

wrapped up in all these chains.

 

Through all these days, I have a voice,

that remains too quiet to hear,

I may disappear for days at a time,

but I am always here.

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