Some Days

Some days you just wanna....

Some days my feet itch to flee,
Then I am still, only standing.
Some days I long for silence,
Then I cannot stop screaming.
Some days I launch the fight,
Then I lose for lack of trying.
Some days I bubble and boil,
Then I freeze and am cracking.
Some days filled past the brim,
Then mere gourd dry and empty.
Some days I am dying inside,
To finally begin a life of living.