Today is almost gone and I haven’t seen anything to make me think I’m wrong and Outside it’s so hard because everything is made of rocks and stone and The sun burns our skin and if it wasn’t for our atmosphere we would all be bone and When we get older we all might as well be at home and Colder the rivers run and rains and wind that come and Today is almost gone and There’s nothing to say to make me feel inside I’m wrong
I am a poet through and through and anyone that tells you different you must deny it and slap them across the face very roughly indeed. I love the normal things in life and turning them into mysterious meaningful emotionally attached fascinating object or subjects.
What day is it? Its today. The only day in existence. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow doesn’t exist. So don’t live in the past. And plan today for your future because today is the only day you will ever have. live in
Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring Could be sunshine, could be rain Could be pleasure, could be pain But you got to have faith over fear Even in your darkest hours and Drowning in your own tears, keep the Faith,
All of the flowers of all the tomorrows Are held in the seeds of today All of the dreamers have moments they borrow Without much intent to repay All of the highways in all new directions Are open to all