Someday

I'm feeling gray and I'm sitting in my room

My dad comes down and says we're leaving soon

So we drive to the book store cuz I really bored

And I've got nothing better to do

Looking through the self help section like I'm some kind of freak

But I'll try anything because I'm tired it's been a long week

And people are looking at me to see

If I'll have some kind of breakdown or fall to my knees

I just fall to my knees

I hate Friday nights I always sit at home alone

And I hate Sunday mornings I just sit at home and moan

About the rain. It always seems to rain

On Sundays

I'm not so good with Wednesday I get the midweek blues

Mondays Tuesdays and Thursdays well they kinda suck too

And on Saturdays I always make mistakes but I know that I'll smile someday

I don't mean to be a downer and I know this sounds bad

But I couldn't tell you how many days I woke up so happy

Only to find that the tears in my eyes

Couldn't stay away long enough for me to have a fair try

At functioning like a normal human being

I sit there and I cry

I can never say what I want to say

I'm saving my smile for another day

I promise I'll smile one of these days

I am waiting for it any day

I know I'll be better someday