Something With Me

sometimes I just sit in a daze, thinking of why I feel this way, way do I feel happy and full of life the turn around and feel so down like I am buried under the ground, way do I cry so much and easily over things so small, and sometime for no reason at all, from what I can tell, some days I feel hopeless and small, sometimes I feel like I have no chance at all, sometimes I feel like sleeping my time away, but then the very next day, I am as happy and feel like life is worth living, but later I will feel like I don’t deserve it all, sometimes I consider my life a roller coater that is on the verge of derailing or failing to stop, and with this weird weather of emotions its hard to keep some of my devotions, and sometimes I don’t know what to do, like anything I do might just turn out to be something I shouldn’t do, life is just passing me by with a wink of the eye, sometimes I consider just running to hide, something, somewhere, some how, is keeping me down, I don’t know what, or how, but its something I am feeling, that’s moving around, all I can think of is that its just something that will pass, just like most things, it will go by and will leave me behind, it will go on its way someday