Now
Maybe someday I'll be okay.
Maybe someday I'll stop wondering how I ended up this way.
Maybe someday I won't see in shades of grey.
Maybe someday I won't be afraid to go outside and play.
Maybe someday I'll stand up and say what I need to say.
Maybe someday I'll gather up the nerve to say that maybe someday,
Maybe someday...is today.
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