We think of our yesterdays
And know it could’ve been better
Seeing the present we’re in
Try not to make the same errors
Our future holds little hope
Now take each day like the last
Into a circle of funk we go
Seeking some form of sanity
We look around it’s just insanity
It doesn’t get any better
Same old day in a different date
Plod along in our own way
In the wake thoughts left at bay
With a future without focus
Everything can look so hopeless
Sheilah Say 06.14.2016
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