Bad days are like a storm
They bring you down
They give a frown
They are definitely not much fun
But when they happen there is no were to run
All the bad emotions come in a swarm

Now there is nowhere to go
Your back is up against a wall
Or on a cliff about to fall
Then you see a glimmer of hope
And when you fall off the cliff you had some rope
And with that your courage starts to grow

The storm has gone
And has left some damage
But you are tough and the challenge you can manage
You are a grinder and that is what you do
But no one is there to help you choose
The point is, you may have a bad day or two
But you can pick up the pieces if you choose
Don’t give up, you never surrender
When bad days put you in a blender
Hold on