Barbed wire

Do you ever have those really horrible days where nothing goes right and you're just exausted and can't deal with it any more? Then people start commenting on your mood, and how tired you seem, and you have to resist the erge to snap at them. I always like to tell myself tomorrow will be better, but it sucks when you already know it won't be. Things just get worse and worse, and suddenly it's not a math grade that's worrying you, but the mandatory court date during the last practice before cheer state because of something that you didn't know was freaking illegal.

This place

I'm happy with my life
Content with where it is
Living by each night
Trying to take risks

Giddy in this new world
Playing with unknown
But even as I lay here
Part of me longs for home

And so I'm forced to wonder
If this is all there is
Spending my days searching
For a better way to live