Everyday Poem by jessy villa

every day i wake and i dont know what it will bring me i sometime know that it will be a bad day because of the way i dream and the why i do thing my heart keeps getting torn up by staying in bed and getting up but i know if i stay in bed i will never get up again. because i know what will happen that day. and what will happen is that i will run away from my probloms and do the un thinkable but i dont because well i dont know why i just dont do it. if i could sow my heart i would but its got so many scars on it i block every on from geting in. i will keep it lock for most of my life it is not much to look at eny way.