An antidote of self

as i lean on this unhealty day, i spoke against my rational. through it, i seek for creativity. for the time i wasted, and for the calories i burn, it just another unhealty day. therefore, i stood up and cried out loud, yet nobody heard me. me laugh all night and clouds start to pour it's cold tears. i know, there will a great sunrise tomorrow, waiting for me to witness it. i wait and wait, i sleep. huh! i missed the sunrise. it was just another ordinary day. but i was so thankful.