Some Days

These days, I just want to be in places where it's safe to just be me...scales, smiles, hopes, rants, questions...all of it.

Some days, I do not feel like smiling or laughing.

Some days, I feel like being sillier than what may be resonabally allowed.

Some days, I just want to sleep without feeling quilty about "wasting the day away".

Some days, I want to dance without regard to rhythm or what my body is doing...I just want to move.

Some days, I want to watch the rain fall in silence.

Some days, I desire to watch the rain fall with background music.

Some days, I lust after discussions about Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.

Somedays, I wish to be as deep as a Nightline Segment.

Somedays, I want to hide.

Somedays, I want you to realize I'm the same as you.

These days are my somedays.

Peace,
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