Poetry

Thursday, 31 July 2025

Tomorrow it will all look different

 Tomorrow it'll all look different

I'm not going to let my mask slip

I'm not going to look over my shoulder

And say I wish I'd sailed on that ship

I'm going to have a makeover

I'm going to throw off all of that shit

It's not about getting older

It's about shedding an old skin isn't it?

Tomorrow, when I am older will I see my

Life passing by

And Just say hey wait a minute wasn't it you

That was who I wished I'd have tried

How are we sliding together?

Couples hold tight in the turn

If you're single then you better tether

Yourself to the great wheel that burns

It's not about getting older

But I really thought we stood a chance

I'm just feeling a little colder

But by God, I still want to dance

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