Some Days

One day I clean another and I am a fiend

One day I may bathe while another I crave.

One day you will see me do a shop but on another i chase rock.

Some days I   pay all my bills and am glad, other days I waste money and inevitably feel bad.

Some days I feel guilty so I pray for forgiveness and then I feel better

But I never learn, I wonder will things ever get better?

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