If Tomorrow Comes
How can you endure the pain?
Just one sour word keeps pricking
My skin until I go insane
Please hurry, the sun is setting already
This doesn't feel right to me
Does it to you?
This day is taking forever to end
It's not even dark yet
Isn't this bothering you?
It's really getting on my nerves
Will you please come out of your shell
I need help getting out of mine
If tomorrow comes
Hopefully this will be
So much easier to say
Written November 2, 2005
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2008
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