Some days I feel old,

Exhausted and burnt out

Wondering about life

And full of self doubt

When I slog though my day

Fueled with caffeine and nerves

I wonder what I did wrong

If anything, to deserve

Days of anxiety

Nights so full of regret

Thoughts about those

I may have upset

Worries of decisions made

Incorrectly, or at the wrong time

Memories of conversations

Worth hardly a dime

I try to remind myself

Of life’s ups and downs

Whenever my smile

Turns into a frown

But somedays that’s impossible,

And I can’t convince my mind

Today is one such struggle

So please, be kind.