One Week

Standing on a broken highway all alone,
There's nobody with me since yesterday,
I grab my guitar, played a song where feelings are all gone,
I use a fishing net to catch a Monday,
Where nothing seems to happen so,
Tuesday I drank two cups of flat coffee
And I said to myself, “No,"
That's all I knew as far as others could see,
Wednesday came handing over to me a bright star,
I thanked him but he was nowhere to be seen
I hung the star up in my funky Sports Car
I don't know what our lives mean,
Thursday slapped me across the face
I woke up with a start,
Before that I stared into space,
He needed not to smack me hard?
Where did Friday head to now?
Scribbling wise words in my mind...
He torn my heart right out but how?
Friday....you're too kind.
Saturday took my hand,
And led me straight home to where,
This all ends well enough to understand,
Now this is goodbye; so there!