Bad Day
The sky is black with rain.
You feel a kind of strain.
The mind is narrow sighted.
Your angers getting misguided.
A usual outlet is to scorn.
People you've grown up with since you were born.
Everything is going wrong.
You have to stay strong.
Its easy to get lost in blindness.
Your anger can be conquered through kindness.
Before the correction comes a mistake.
Some things you've got to shake.
That feeling will dissipate.
In time you will rejuvenate .
With loved once more,
you don't have to make everyday a chore.
Its natural sometimes to be mad.
But emotions shouldn't decide whether your day is good or bad.
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