Today is just a day, where I am on a dip
I was aiming for the top, but toppled from the tip
When I rolled to the bottom, I landed in the shit
And I could only blame myself, for I could see no other hand in it.

Now I’m feeling lonesome, like a cloud has come my way
I yearn for something wholesome, I yearn for another day
Right now I crave a woman, and she is far away
And even if she was here, I’m scared of what she’d say.

© Daniel Breslin