I don't want to ramble on about the things that have not gone so great in the past few months, but I will say today I had just about had it. Sitting on the couch tonight telling myself not to cry because it could be worse I realized tomorrow is Friday. Why is that special? It's not. But it is a new day and tomorrow I'll write something happy.
it's so loud
So loud you can hardly hear yourself think
You have to yell for anyone to hear you
it's drowning out my voice
I can't be heard
I'm still yelling, but still not being heard.