Why seek to dream as dreamers do,
when only nightmares are the ones to come true?
Why seek a lover who soon may part,
leaving exposed bare soul and a broken heart?
Why seek to hang on to joy and hope,
when a mind is so tired in can hardly cope?
Why does my soul seek and crave such things,
I don't really know... lets see what tomorrow brings.
Hope just refuses to lay down and die....
So many tomorrows have come and gone...
Perhaps tomorrow...
