Yesterday doesn't have to count,
May be no good work to recall,
Every morning my hopes proudly mount,
But in the evening, I see it fall.
Today is filled with much anger,
An anger I wish to turn to laughter,
I Seem to be scared of common fate,
So many tragedies no one wants to face.
All nights filled with nightmares,
Feeling all desires only in the air,
Wondering if anyone actually cares,
Yes! The Good life seems so Rare.
But tomorrow I see great changes,
A promising life with many chances,
Old memories to you I bid farewell,
I must come out of my hidden shell.
Tomorrow the fresh hope I've felt,
It is time to unhook the agony belt,
To my unfulfilled dreams farewell,
And to you my dear past, farewell.
To all chances that comes my way,
I'll never wait for you on another day,
I'm out of my today's prison bound,
For Tomorrow is a palace with joy abound.
