Some days I’m fine just like a well
enjoying nature I must tell
No wind can shake me off the ground
I feel so sturdy and so sound
but other days I feel in hell
It’s like I go through a dry spell
And all the water in this well
just disappears and I’m confound…
“some days I’m fine!”
That’s all this gal would like to yell.
In hope this scream might ring a bell
To any soul who is around
And thus perchance look underground
to find the water for this well
