One Of Those Days

Wake up, get dressed, work away;
The dark clouds tell me it's 'one of those days' -
One of those days where time will pass slowly,
One of those days where I feel no-one knows me.
Maybe nobody does.

I don't know
If there's anything about myself I love,
If there's anything about me someone else loves,
All I can see is a big tub of flaws;
No life in my eyes,
No spring in my step,
No colour in my face;
I stood there, observing the blurry blob
that was trying to convince me it was my reflection
and wept.

Every day now seems more boring than the last,
Why on earth can't time just pass by very fast?!
Maybe in time, I'll stop picking apart
all of the things that I think are wrong -
and I'll realise what really matters is my heart -
to err is human, or so they say.
I know that I won't always stay this way.
All my insecurities will just fall away,
and I'll no longer be,
perpetually,
in 'one of those days'.