Just a day...

Its just a day,
When you want to sit and pout.
A day when,
You feel like giving up.
Looking up to the sky,
Thinking “What do I say?”
Maybe it’s a day,
When you just feel horrible.
Or perhaps,
One where you sit and take the crap.
That day was just a day,
Not better or bad.
Just a few,
Little minor troubles.
Tomorrow’s also just a day,
Where anything can happen.
It should be a day,
Of “What adventures await today?”