I cannot see myself in tomorrow 

It’s not the want for suicide 
I’d like to live until I die
I simply cannot invision 
Tomorrow through my eyes
 
The present is yesterday’s tomorrow 
And tomorrow’s yesterday 
So maybe tomorrow is just today 
…Or is it yesterday 
Maybe it’s today I cannot see 
Because I’m always in the days 
before or soon to be 
 
I cannot see myself in tomorrow 
It seems the days I’ve lived have been 
Imaginations of the present 
In which I do not live