Maybe Tomorrow

I sat down in my chair last night
The one in the corner that bothers my back
When I don't pack my legs in just right
Not too tight
You see I've got these knees that'll crack
Like limbs in the wind of my family tree
Because I lack the flexibility
I'll probably need surgery, sometime soon
The light is dim and I could fall asleep and
I wish that I would because it's probably exactly what I need
But tonight
I told myself I'd read
Because I find that I struggle from time to time
With my mind and where it goes and
How to bring it back from the throes of a low
Or another panic attack when it's right in front of me
Oh, it's all I see
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Like maybe tomorrow
Or the day after that
And I unfold my legs
Disarm the lights
Retreat to my sheet because so begs the night
And as I touch down, off my mind goes again
What's the time again?
It's a quarter after one, sun will be up soon
Everything is spinning inside this room
Another day waits for me to begin
And I think to myself
Where does the time go?

And so I put that book back down
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Like maybe tomorrow
Or the day after that
And so I put that book back down onto the table
Tell myself that I'll pick it back up soon when I am able
Like maybe tomorrow