The sun sets and I think to myself

That tomorrow will be the day

The day I make my life right

The day I stop running, stop hiding

Stop lying

The day I start living

But then the sun rises

And I fall into the same patterns

My tomorrow turns into today

My today turns into yesterday

And the lies are still coming

I’m still running, still hiding

The sun sets, and I think tomorrow-

Will tomorrow be the day?