Feb 25, 2013

I bet you can guess the title of this one...


Tomorrow, I'll be able to breathe when I wake up.
Tomorrow, I won't be angry at the world for its faults.
Tomorrow, I won't hate myself for mine.

Tomorrow, I'll treat people like they should be treated.
Tomorrow, I'll make more people laugh.
Tomorrow, I'll try to be happier.

Tomorrow, I won't let my heart sink into my stomach.
Tomorrow, I won't be bothered by demons.
Tomorrow, I'll stop lying to myself.

Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
tomorrow.
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