Some days I think I can take on the world.
Other days I think I should just stay in bed indefinitely.
Some days I think I have a lot of valuable things to say and share with people that just might help them, even a little.
Other days I think there is no reason in the world anybody should or would listen to me.
Some days I feel like I've been double-dipped in a teflon coating, and nothing anybody says can get me down.
Other days I'm pretty sure there was a hidden meaning in the way he said "hello".
Some days I look in the mirror, smile, and think "you're a little bit cute".
Other days I look in the mirror and look away again as quickly as possible.
Some days I wonder why more people don't think I'm a success?
Other days I can't stand it when people say I inspire them.
Some days I think I'm a real badass for all that I've accomplished.
Other days I remind myself just how much more the "gym girls" can do.
Some days I can't wait for the future and how different it will be.
Other days I fear the future won't be any different than the present.
But every day, I refuse to give up.