Humans

Whenever I wake up in the morning there is only one thought in my mind. What will happen the whole day?
this thing keeps on coming and me always before going to sleep pray that the next day passes well.
This never works out. not that the days are not good but, I am not satisfied with he nature of the calm days. Why do I have to live?  I ask myself. But the moment there is a danger of life I pray that everything will be okay.
Humans are so weird. Really they are.