Sometimes people do things for you without realizing what they're doing.

Some days feel alone

                            on your own
                                           like a rolling stone.
A perfect waste of a perfect day.
Some days feel like chores,
                           you get more than you bargained for.
(A heavy plate for one to undertake.)


I hate to say "I told you so," but I just thought I'd let you know...

Some days, they taste like lemonade.

Some days, they feel like razor blades.

(I wish I could float away some days.)      

Some days smell like Spring,

                                     birds, they sing,

                                                Jasmines blossoming. 

Everything, oh, it's everything. 

Sometimes things can seem evergreen

                                                  like a T.V. screen.

                                    "Reality" is reality.

I hate to say "I told you so," but I just thought I'd let you know...