HE didn't promise a TOMORROW
Because WE had yet to plan for TODAY
But after prepping our arguements
We accidently fell in something similar to love
And i say similar because it's obviously a "There Are Conditions To this Love" type of love...
At times i do wish i could UNCONDTIONALLY give him my all
But what to do when the person you love
Isn't loving you the way you wished to be loved?
So i knowingly admitted
That HIS way of loving me could be as opposite to mine
As LOVE is to HATE
So at his worse....
I swallowed my pride and walked as close to his side
As he would let me...
I blinded my eyes and saw past his flaws
Beyond the cold demeanor he emitted ...
Hoping that at his best
I would get answers to my questions
Like...
What, When, Where and How are we gonna get there?
But the truth is...
The truth is that there was nowhere to go
And nowhere to be
But here....
And here didn't necessarily answer me anything
So I kept...
Drinking my Pride for breakfast, lunch and dinner
I kept gulping balls of tears
Because HE wasn't sure
Then i came to the conclusion...Again...
Im so tired...
And ive been saying this for awhile now
But im beginning to feel it in my soul
"You cant live life with your eyes closed..."
So why must i continue to play hide without seeking what I need
Only to please the momentary bliss we live in
And I've always been a firm believer
That Life should be lived 24 hours at a time
Because in the spand of this morning to tonight
Who's to promise ill make it to tomorrow?
So again...i repeat a worn out line...
Im so tired...
Tired of repeating what is so obvious to the public
Tired of repeating what any stranger can see
Tired of repeating the truth behind my tears
Tired of repeating a truth that runs from your left ear and out your right
Racing to the next guy who so willingly lends his heart
Comforting me...even though i know what it is he wants...
And although i'm running out of air
And my mind cant seem to find any other things to dwell on
I sit tight with my legs crossed
Because my heart isn't exactly a toy to poke for fun
Which is why i keep in a safety box
Which you so easily broke into
Now at times I wish i would've been a bit stronger
A bit harder
I wish i would've hated you a bit more
Before letting you cross the thin line between TOMORROW and TODAY...
Because how is it that
We will get to tomorrow
Without knowing what we are today?
And how can we survive today
Without hoping for the another day?