imagination runs riot

It was one of those days; you know the ones I'm talking about: the days where any little thing could push you off the edge and you could burst into tears at any given moment. Worst part about those days isn't the fact that you know them, it's the fact that you never make it though them. There is always one small thing that sets you off. You could lock your keys in your car, forget your lunch at home, or get a bad grade on a test. It's not the fact that those things happen, it's just the little push that makes you fall off into the cliff and break. When people see you cry, they think you are the craziest person, but they don't know all of the other burdens that you hide. You are usually strong and happy, but these problems accumulate and they just become too much to bear. And you really want to talk to anyone, because you don't want to tell them all that is bothering you, cause that will only make you weaker.