Someday.

Some days I wake up and realize that I’m ten years older than I feel like I am.
Some days I wake up and feel ten years older than I am.
Some days I believe the lie that I can have it all.
Some days I believe reaching that end will finally make me happy.
Some days I think that what I have could be better if there were more of it.
Some days I want to sell everything I have.
Some days I live in the past.
Some days I can’t get past the daunting future.
Most days I waste a lot of time thinking about other days.

Some day I hope to focus on today.