tomorrow

you know you seen better days than today...
you know today, will be tomorrow's yesterday
as I liberate my mind of imprisonment
there will be tomorrow a better day than today...
and tomorrow will be nothing like today.
as I laid in my bed, the residuals of today linger on every step
as i walk toward my bed, i remember the dismissal of somebody in power
the negative responses to somebody's sexuality
the irony of having friends that would rather hurt you and smile while at it...
the oxymoron of having great content on a paper but forgetting a coma and failing the test.
the feeling of culpability for not being able to grieve at command.
the emotions that i now leave behind, as i lay to sleep and remember that tomorrow will be better than today, where there will be no racism, homophobia, ignorance, hypocrisy, hunger, pain,and prejudice....tomorrow will be a better day....

I still remember her smell, and her words that she left underneath my skin
I still remember the few notes she wrote me while I found myself in love
And I wonder if she remembers me every now and then
And I wonder if she recalls my name when that song plays
In between days and weeks I found myself figuring out my life
In between her words my love got lost and her love fell through
I still remember her name
I still remember her face
I wonder
I wonder
The end.