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It seems today has passed tomorrow

With low light and grim surroundings

An eerie warmth fills the air

But not before infusing all with despair

How can this be

the only way to proceed?



The doubt that weighs on ones shoulders

A lacking sense of purpose

Been given this talk too many times

When mans own solution becomes the problems of many

Been to the bottom before

Never found a way back up



How can I be who I want

When the love I once had is now gone

All of the things that defined me

Have blown away with the wind

Hard to tell what others see

When the only vision you have

Is the one through your own eyes



So let me out, I need to break free

From this prison that still claims me

Many nights spent wandering about

Trying to rid my soul of all this doubt

With no success or any kind of decree

I wonder if tomorrow is possible...

If it will definitely be?



I lie in wake wondering why

Commiting myself to someone makes me alive

Maybe the lack of love in childhood years

At a time where mom and dad offered no comfort

Always left alone to figure out why

Never had an answer for anything

Always left high and dry



It could all end with a single step

A final solution presented before me

Hard to turn around and see

The faces and the eyes that look over me

The only love I have is for them

But not enough

To keep my own heart beating