This is just one of those days

You want to stay in bed

With just your underwear on.

Your mom wants your room clean

You lock the door

And pull the covers closer.

This is just one of those days

You want to disappear into a hot bath

Until your fingers scald.

The sun is not hot enough

You wrap yourself tighter

Until your blankets stink.

This is just one of those days

When nothing tastes good.

The food’s crap

Chocolate’s not available

You starve,

And drink a lot of water instead.

This is just one of those days

You want to sit alone on the terrace.

Your friends call

You ‘Whatever!’ them

And move to a darker spot.

This is just one of those days

You want to listen to loud music

And head bang until it hurts.

Your brother’s run away

With the speakers

You yell out your own tunes.

This is just one of those days

You want a long fast ride

With the wind in your hair.

Your biker’s injured

You run a mile

And wish your bicycle wasn’t rust.

This is just one of those days

When being alone

Isn’t one of the greatest feelings.

You sing ‘Desperado’

Fantasize about the guy next door

And wish it would all just go away.