Unfinished

Some days are like this, will be like this.
Uncertain, worrisome.
When a simple thing becomes a burden
and joy cannot be found.
When your emotions get the best of you,
people get the best of you.
Days like this when enjoying life is way easier said than done.
Your thoughts are getting nowhere even with this one.
You take a breath.
Let it out and realized it’s still the same.
Giving up is like a present wrapped in a fancy ribbon
tempting you to open one.

And all you want, all you need is a time off–

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