no one sees
what i see
does it so
nonchalantly

"you'll understand
when you're grown"
questioning all
i've ever known

they can't lie
and say he's fine
when all his demons
are the same as mine

he hides from some
divine reprimand
a hopeless faith
i can't understand

so who am i now
idle and useless
i don't know how
some people do this

and here i am
drinking in my sorrows
on the anniversary
of choosing my tomorrows

so here's to
all of my
coming
tomorrows