Tomorrow...

Tomorrow...

 

If tomorrow won't be around,
What should I do today?
Should I try a bunch of new drugs?
Should I get on my knees and cry out to God?
Should I sleep with every girl I have on my cell phone?
Or should I just lay in bed?
Smoke a few Ciggarettes,
Watch my TV,

And just rest.
Should I attempt to do everything?
Or should I do absolutely nothing?
Honestly,
Doing nothing sounds more appealing.

I'd love to let go of every care.
I'd love to lose regard of the opinions of others.
There's something so free,
About just being.
I don't need to go outdoors.
I can just lock up every single door.
Spending my final day,
With me,
Myself,
And I.
No regrets.
Oh,
How appealing.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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