Every Day

So I run my hand through my hair
One last time
And I will ask not to care
Not this time
Because today can bring
A car crash for three
A phone call to me
That you fell too deep
A lack of good sleep
A car honk that beeped
A cliff just too steep
A gunshot to see
But even maybe worse
Again with "depressed"
But to not confess
There was no rest
Can't see the best
A lie in your head
And you end up dead
I'm still here in bed
But here's the thing
I could scream
I could try
To hold everything
So then I'd break
'Cause I can't take
Invisible swords with
Ivisible pain
I'm giving this day to You, oh God
Because two million things could go wrong
And yes, I had to write it on my blog
And yes, I have to give it all
Every day
Every day