Tomorrow
The silence is deafening
The words never spoken
To keep what's within me
And keep myself from being truly broken
To bits and fragments of rage
No truth in all the hearsays
Just me in this world
Being judged and humiliated by man's ways
Hoping and praying
It wouldn't be me
Just looking at the clouds
Hoping they set me free
Music used to bring relief
But after a while it became null and void
Because as the days go by
The troubles I have to face aren't as easy to avoid
Shockingly still I wait
Hoping and having a little piece of mind
Maybe a little faith
That things will get better when tomorrow comes
