Some Days

a - some days

Some days, it feels like speaking to an empty room
No response, no acknowledgement
Deafening silence, my only reward.
And some days, that’s enough
I’m not looking for interaction or recognition 
In any way.
Then there are others, where to have someone notice
Would be all it took to keep going
But most days, it’s like conversing with the dead.

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