Yesterday
is not quite what it could've been
as were most of all the days before
With every breath I'm breathing in
I'll be trying to make it so much more
Cause it seems I get so hung up on
The history and what's gone wrong
and the hope of a new day
Is sometimes hard to see
though I'm finally catching onto it
and now the past is just a conduit
and the light there at the end
is where I'll be
cause i'm just trying to be
a better version of me
for you
