I dream of people I want to forget
as I sleep away days and days.
Losing time and patience
to get a semblance of
happy little rays.
Sunshine and
smiles are
scarce.
Something
out of nothing
is the philosophy that
keeps me going, that even
I can achieve some greatness or
just become a bit more than yesterday.
And I hope you’ll see me differently by then.
mack rogers writes 