Tomorrow is just another day.
What does it mean any way?
Tomorrow, it will be today.
Tomorrow, today will be yesterday.
What to prove, what is my point you say?
Tomorrow is a thought that will not go away.
We yearn for it on a shitty day,
When we get there, nothing is different any way.
The sun is up, soak in its rays,
But yet, those were there yesterday.
So see, tomorrow is always a day away.
You will never get there, yet you try any way.
So if you are looking for wisdom, today is a prison.
The sentence is life, so broaden your vision.
You sell the idea like you are getting commission.
You have nothing to profit, so why don’t you drop it.
Though I know you won’t listen and it’s rough around the edges,
So take life and crop it.
No reason to keep the blurred pieces there.
I don’t mean to upset you, I just want you to be aware.
-Brandon Fromm is my eldest son. He is a talented wordsmith, lyricist and story teller. After years of begging him to write something for me, he finally relented. He hosts the Facebook group “Pencil to Paper” where he and his like-minded friends share some of their writing. Brandon and I disagree daily, but we both respect each others’ intelligence and we have our best conversations after 2 a.m.