Some Days
Some days my life is crazy
Some days it’s insane
Some days nothing makes sense
It’s those days I love him most
You see there’s this boy
Most stories start like that, don’t they
…A boy and a girl…
They don’t have happy endings
But this one….I can be me
He made me find me.
He’s there when I’m insane
That happens a lot
Some days I hate him.
Some days I cry.
Some days I want to run and never look back
That happens very little
There’s this girl I found
Living inside me
And holy fuck is she fun
That sounds kinda creepy
Most days she laughs and smiles
Most days she’s never been happier
Most days, she even likes herself
That’s the boy’s fault.
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