Tomorrow

once upon a time, there was a boy

Who never grew up

No, he merely grew in, inwards, silently shutting the door to his soul, shouting and screaming in a soundproof room.

He's losing his mind.

But don't worry, it will take a while.

We have time.

Time for future wishes and future wants

Time to forget all those past jaunts

All the words we whipped him with

all those lies he's been struggling to defy

"You aren't smart enough."

"You aren't strong enough."

"You aren't enough."

Maybe one day he'll free himself, make a great escape

Break free of a cage no one can see

But now he is a bird with broken wings

Looking up at the sky, his forbidden domain, thinking he'll never reach it again

and slowly he stops struggling to get up again.

When you've been beaten and bruised, what really do you have to lose?

You can just lie there for days

Live your life dazed, cease to be amazed, slowly become crazed.

Don't worry, though, we have time.

Maybe tomorrow we can do something.

But today, we feel like doing nothing.

He may be beaten, broken, bullied and alone,

But at least he's got time by his side,

carrying him along.