Tomorrow is a distant dream,
So very far away.
I think about it constantly
As I struggle with today.
Why does it seem so perfect?
Like nothing could go wrong.
When today is fraught with problems
And each hour seems so long.
The sun will shine tomorrow
And the air will smell so sweet.
The smile upon my face
Will touch everyone I meet.
I go to bed each evening
With the struggle at an end,
But when I wake up in the morning
It all begins again.