YESTERDAY,
I opened my eyes, with my back towards the mirror
I didn't want to see it
The ugliness
The sadness
The crippled
I walked down the street before I realized I had forgotten something
I had forgotten that I am more than a piece of glass
TODAY,
I relinquish my weapons at the feet of my dinner plate
My face is bloody, scars
The stars, they know nothing but the whispers they tweet when my face is turned away
Don't make me sing
Don't make me sing
TOMORROW,
holds me in his firm grasp
He doesn't let go
He reminds me that I cannot catch him
He will always be running
Even when the days are long and the nights are short
Always
I will be lost in today, chasing ToMoRrOw, and stuck in YESTERDAY
