The future

Thu, 01/14/2016 - 16:39 -- br6ndon

Tick, tock, tick, tock

The future is now 

I worry about tomorrow 

while I sit here and prowl.

Looking for an opportunity to not live in sorrow

As I study, I suffer through lack of sleep and nutrition

In the end, it's for a better tomorrow.

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