Is it okay to just cry? To lie on your bed and let it all out. To roll over on your damp pillow and whisper to those invisible people in your room. Would you mind if I told those invisible people all my problems? Hoping they would make it all better. Hoping somebody would make it all better. I hope no one cares if I stare out my window and watch people smiling. And that night, telling myself that tomorrow everything will be better. All the people you hate will start competing for Best Person of the Year, and you will smile like you've never smiled before. Ah, just one of those days. Everybody has them, but when you have them it's horrible. It's like you are being forced to carry the whole world and it's weighing you down so much that it just pushes the tears out of you. I hate those days.
♫And I Can Tell Just Want You Want, You Don't Want To Be Alonee, You Don't Want To Be Alonee♫