Burned

The wounds may have healed fast,
but I cant undo the sutures.
I don't lament the past,
but I just cant find my future.

Nonsense

Everyone has their good days, their bad days and the kinda days that fall somewhere in between that you really have no clue what to make of. It's like finishing 3rd in race. You didn't win, but you didn't lose either. You still get a trophy, but it's the smallest one. Should you be happy with it? Or shoud you rue the missed chances that could've gotten you a bigger one? Either way it really doesn't matter because, well, it just is.

How was your day?