Tomorrow is the day
I paint my nails pink and
stop eating things that stick to me
and learn to smile and
wipe these silly tears from my pale pink cheeks
, These days I've become such a cry baby.

Tomorrow is the day
I start baking cookies and
stop shouting at you
and look at the world with my green eyes
without flinching.

Tomorrow is the day
I run up to your door and
knock down all the silence
that keeps us apart.

If tomorrow existed

I'm sure it would save me.