Maybe Tomorrow

This life is so precious,
time so tender, we drive
to earn - yearn for more -
and recognize the drain
on our life and time;
tomorrow we'll start
making the change
into who we want to be,
but today we've wasted
the burst on who we are -
there is satisfaction there -
but more frustration
at not getting ahead
to where we want to be,
so we strive but we're tired,
and satisfied - comfortable -
and scared of uncertainty,
but certain in our circumstance,
we plunge into each new day
with hope we'll break the cycle
because maybe, tomorrow.