“Today is the last day!”

How many times will I tell myself, "Today is the last day?"
How many times will I hope, and just sit there and pray...
Pray for the impossible and hope it will be.
I've never been so blind.
I have eyes but cannot see.
I can't see what's right in front of me.
I refuse to believe it.
I'm losing touch with reality - going crazy bit by bit.
I can't close my eyes to what I don't want to see.
And I can't push it aside because it will still BE.
It will still BE if I look the other way.
It will still BE every single day.
I have to accept that not all dreams come true...
that there are some things that I simply can't do...
that life isn't perfect...
and that I can't have it all.
But I just can't help it.
I keep thinking that, one day, I shall.

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