What About Tomorrow?
Today…
I'm Smiling.
I am happy because I'm surrounded by people who love me.
Today…
I'm strong.
I feel like I can actually make a difference in this world.
Today…
I feel accepted.
But tomorrow?
Tomorrow…
My smile is not real.
I'm hiding how I truly feel - alone… lost… hated…
Tomorrow…
My strength is weakened.
I can no longer take the hits thrown at me.
Tomorrow…
I'm not sure there will be another tomorrow.
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