Better Days

I keep waiting for those better days

I'm still searching for a brighter day

today is clearly not that day

anger has evolved from my pain

trying to keep a hold on it

trying to maintain

There r times when I want 2 b alone

times when I wanna cry on my own

each day is a different emotion

holding it in is wearing me down

with effects so deadly like a toxic potion

my body so weak from all the fighting

my mind so fragile from constant crying

its a daily struggle to keep my heart from dying.