What about what’s been

I find it hard to breath
I lack the sensation of joy
I reached down far underneath
Inside is a sad little boy

Smile I try
Cry I may
I never know the joy of the present day

The future so dark
The past so painful
Living in the now feels so frightful

What about tomorrow
What then
What about tomorrow
What about what’s been

Here and now I live the yesterdays
Washing on the shore
Is the now but all I see is the then

What about what’s been

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