Some days are for bracing yourself, Others, like an unfound treasure box, Covered with superfluous memories, No less than gratis spider webs. Some days are for being happy-go-lucky, Others, like an aimless vagabond, Unknown of destination, scared; More than a pirated ship. Some days are to grow wild, Others, like a tamed pet, Under control of its master, A fiend.. Some days are for searching love, Others, like a dejected lover, Long lost his feather, Wrinkled face still awaiting A mysterious comeback. "Someone may.." Some days are for getting social, Others, like UC browser, Notifying people every moment, But still go unnoticed. Some days are for pleading people to understand you, Others, like a falsely accused criminal, Tired of making people trust, Patiently, trying to move on.. Because, at the end of the day, You have your body, your soul, and your heart, To get closer, to your self, with each passing day.. And no one else. #dayslikethese #Yourself #Nojoto
