The Future

I don't know what the future holds, I'm trying to make it through today first Trying to find my own happiness, but my mind always replays hurt I need to lower my expectations, because I won't find it in a days search I'm unsure what the future holds,I've got to make it through today first I miss some things and people from my past, I can't even lie I write the tears down that I couldn't even cry The pain I tried to hide that eventually came back to the surface I'm the wrong poet to read if you want to read about Fairytales and a make-believe world in verses I wish I had the ability, but I don't want to talk about things that don't exist I picked up a pen because it was the only thing that could stop me jumping off a bridge I'll get to my happiness in time, once I'm ready to stop thinking about this I'll Find new reasons to have a cheers, but only when I can stop drinking about this I put my life on paper, to inspire others so they can see my life Someone return the favour and tell Iggy Azalea to stop making music and come be my wife I'm already moving on from my ex, even if I'm jokingly asking a celebrity to be my wife in one of my verses I'm the wrong poet to read if you want to read writing that's perfect I'm thankful I survived my suicide attempt when I was 17 when I thought I didn't have another way out Ever since then, not once when I got hit did I ever stay down I climbed from Rock bottom, I'm far from the top, but it's not as bad as it's been That's why I'm no longer as sad as I seem I'm still coming to terms with some things I had to go through I pick up my pad and show you I'm starting to realise I won't find everything I want in a days search I'll find my happiness in the future, but I'm trying to make it through today first