Written at age 23.
On a good day,
I feel alive, my brain ticks erratically,
And I see things clearly,
My muscles are strong,
My hopes are high,
And my mind moves freely.
On a bad day,
Im sluggish as I wade through treacle,
Hopes are dashed,
And skies are grey,
Memory has gone,
I forget what to say.
On a good day,
I feel the excitement of life,
The joy of living,
I plan my future and ambitions grow,
My mind is creative,
Ideas flow.
On a bad day,
I feel the mists rolling in,
That swirl around my brain,
My limbs feel hollow and my heart feels deep,
The day becomes a blur,
Of drowsiness and sleep.
On a good day,
I laugh out loud and everything amuses me,
Seeing my entire life unfold,
I feel a swell of happiness,
As I plan my travels around the world.
On a bad day,
My dreams temporarily fade,
My mind becomes blank,
And I lie in bed and pray,
I pray I wont have to wait too long,
Until the next good day.
On a good day,
I feel alive, my brain ticks erratically,
And I see things clearly,
My muscles are strong,
My hopes are high,
And my mind moves freely.
On a bad day,
Im sluggish as I wade through treacle,
Hopes are dashed,
And skies are grey,
Memory has gone,
I forget what to say.
On a good day,
I feel the excitement of life,
The joy of living,
I plan my future and ambitions grow,
My mind is creative,
Ideas flow.
On a bad day,
I feel the mists rolling in,
That swirl around my brain,
My limbs feel hollow and my heart feels deep,
The day becomes a blur,
Of drowsiness and sleep.
On a good day,
I laugh out loud and everything amuses me,
Seeing my entire life unfold,
I feel a swell of happiness,
As I plan my travels around the world.
On a bad day,
My dreams temporarily fade,
My mind becomes blank,
And I lie in bed and pray,
I pray I wont have to wait too long,
Until the next good day.