The Power of Tomorrow
There are days in which I wish would not end,
And there are days that I hope would just pass.
Sometimes I just need the help of a friend,
Because rough days hurt much more than sharp glass.
Yet there are times in which I feel inspired,
I feel as though I can do anything,
Such as grasp anything I ever desired.
What I feel or do is ever changing.
I have come to the realization,
That one day my face could be covered in smiles.
I also came to the revelation,
The next day I could be crying for miles.
I now understand rough days are okay
Because Tomorrow can take it away.
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