WHEN YESTERDAY WAS TOMORROW ©
Days just pass by everyone without a care like anyone ever cared before, wasted away like dust between the shadows that are all around us, but we never seem to notice. I can remember when people always used to look forward to the life that they had, then there were the few who looked back and the past living in regret, please tell me do you see a difference.
Today or tomorrow dose it really matter anymore, we all think we know where were going but what dose it all mean. Today is our tomorrow, weather we like it or not, but who are the few who remembered yesterday.
As the times fade away in themselves I feel so selfish for wasting so much of it, I can’t believe how foolish I was to think I could ever be anything else but me. Now I know it is my responsibility to be who I should and if I won’t do it I know nobody else in this world would.
Today or tomorrow dose it really matter anymore, we all think we know where were going but what dose it all mean. Today is our tomorrow, weather we like it or not, but who are the few who remembered yesterday.
Everyone thinks these times will end weather things become better or worse, no one seems to care anymore. Others start to feel insecure in the lives they live, like it’s never going to end but the few who look back and start living in the past, like a relapse in itself, please tell me do you see a difference.
Today or tomorrow dose it really matter anymore, we all think we know where were going but what dose it all mean. Today is our tomorrow, whether we like it or not, but who are the few who remembered yesterday.
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