Too Much
Everything is going way too fast.
I am still trying to hide the bruises from my past.
The scars are there
that mirror my greatest fear.
How long can I stay this way,
stuck on yesterday?
When will it be time to forget the sorrow?
When will it be time for tomorrow?
When will the clouds of gray
take off and drift away?
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