Bleak?

its just one of those days, just one of those days.

it's really odd how you can control my emotions like this, how I feel a part of yr life, over there.

and, also, how I'm jealous of the other life you have.

how I'm made to think of each and every reason why I want you to come here, and remain, everytime.

it's just one of those days.

what I feel everytime you sigh, has not, till yet, been explained.

if that makes sense.

evrytime i look at what i have of you, just a stupid photograph, i smile to, and at, myself.

look what I got into, look at how perfect it is, and how unstable it may be.

but, this, I know, yr the only one.

it's just one of those days.

C'mon

C'mon

C'mon

C'mon