Bad Days.

• Jemana Raeburn, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2013

Would you blame me if I wrote today off as a bad day?
Would you say I needed to suck it up?
We only live once you know.
Enjoy yourself.

What if I told you that every day was a bad day?
Would you say that I was just seeking attention?
We only live once you know.
Cheer up.

If you knew my thoughts, would we still be friends?
Would you help me or hurt me?
We only live once you know.
Be happy.

We only live once you know?
But some of us don't really live at all.
Because the sadness never leaves.
Not completely.