Some Days and Other Days.

Some days, the hurt is deep in my soul.
I wonder when will I ever again be whole.
Even when I feel so low,
Sometimes, I fake a smile,
And put on a show.
But then the Depression grows...
And grows.
So much built up inside,
Some days, instead of reaching out,
I cover my face and hide.
It's much harder to talk
Than to cry,
Some days, I lose too much energy,
And I can't even try.
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Other days, there's happiness deep in my heart.
My mood is great from the start.
I laugh and smile,
I feel worthwhile.
I express how I feel,
And a part of me heals.
No tears fall from my eyes,
I have much energy
To try, try, try.
Other days, my negative thoughts don't win.
That's when I feel proud again.