aren't yours at all
they come and go
as if they're someone else's days
they come and leave you
behind someone else's face
and it's harsher than yours
I think this sums up how I feel today. I wish the sun would shine. Then I would have an excuse to do something. I'm in a constant war with my own head. My skin sucks. My hair is making my neck itch. This dress looks terrible on me.
But today isn't about me. At least, it doesn't feel like it. I'll indulge in someone else's life. Watch some television.
Get off the internet. It takes over your mind.
Maybe I'll just get undressed, find a blanket and fall asleep in front of the TV.