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It'll Be Better Tomorrow
I keep trying to believe everything's ok
But nothing is really going my way
And nobody round me seems to care
There's nobody, who's really there
And so I try to trudge along
Keep making out that nothings wrong
I feel the need to fly the nest
Have a break and get some rest
There's nothing here but a whole lot of stress,
I don't get what it's all about
And no one listens unless I sing or shout,
For all the good it's ever done
Life still can't bring in any fun,
Happiness seems so far away
It's a struggle to keep depression at bay,
The good times are way out of reach
How to get it, no college can teach,
So I wonder, what next shall I do?
But after searching, I haven't a clue,
It appears I'm condemned to a lifetime of sorrow
Every nightfall I say, "It'll be better tomorrow",
Well let's hope this time, I am right
'Cause I'm ending here to say, "Goodnight".
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