Some days you can only hear

The echo of your own voice

Mocking your thoughts

And not so smart decisions

Some days it feels like you

Are the only one going through

What you know a million others do

Even when you know you're not alone

Some days are just to remind yourself

That you are here, in place,

Not a remainder set up on the shelf

A dusty remnant taking up space

Some days you remember

What joy of life can truly be

Those are the moments you hold

Days when you can truly be free

Of the daze that overcomes

Too many all too soon

When the measure of days

Is a burden that consumes

Some daze just ain't meant to be...