Tomorrow of the Past

Tomorrows here
A new day wasted
I walk alone to pass the time
Still smiling.

 

Wanting to leave
Never knowing where to go
Always counting on something
Waiting for nothing
Still laughing.

 

I wish I could close my eyes
And everything would wash away
Leaving me with a different day
But Im still trying.

 

Then there's those times
When the world seems worthless
Im falling.

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