Today Won'T Stop
Tomorrow will never come,
And I will be a bum,
Living today again and again,
Who knows when,
Today will end.
Will I be the same,
I have only myself to blame,
If I knew you,
Like I used to,
You were nice.
Maybe I'll be me,
And not what I see,
I see hate,
A date,
With death.
I'm my own person,
I know my life will werson,
Because I'm alone,
I hate my tone of self.
Copyright © Emma Schmittling | Year Posted 2005
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