You know as I lay here in my bed I keep asking myself why do I hate Mondays? people have reasons to hate Mondays, a job, a meeting, school runs, bills to pay? Errand to run.
I still hate them because its the beginning of a new week where I’m trying to be positive and strive Spring is here the sun is out my room is bright but as I lay here in my save haven called in the middle of the four walls that never let me down all I see is gray and mist.
I don’t write this for attention I write this here because it’s my journal and it’s my life.
Rainbows aren’t always there for everybody.