Some Days

Some days I sit alone, misery doesn't always love company I think about things I will never touch and will never see Life & death love & hate These are the things my mind debates Again & again my mind goes When will it stop, who knows? Some days I sit with people but I can't stand When they do or say things they haven't planned Haven't thought of, minds at their minimal function They don't see much in conversation with a fruitful end It's all how's your weekend & how much I like to spend Not that I'm the deep minded, serious type But how is what they're talking about worth the hype Some days when it's sunny I want it to rain For some reason I will always find a reason to complain Nothing is ever good enough, passive self destruction Feel like I could be happier without this self obstruction I know this all too well but... I cannot explain, so in this state I shall forever remain Some days I start to see Why there is no place in this world for a person like me I am rigid but mellow, brave but yellow I go through phases where I feel like I am in mazes Just like other people But I am not like other people I believe this world could be better but there's no future for mankind Truth is it cannot be better; this is the way the world was designed A design of paradox & contradiction No wonder there will always be war & affliction Someday I will get peace of mind And put all the stress of this world behind But not today.