A thought on tomorrow

[asilentmassacre]

Yeah,
today was pretty bad.
Your best friend made you mad.
You had all these plans,
that seemed so entact.
But they all fell through,
as a matter of fact.
But you met new people tonight,
and as you feel the warm embrace of the night,
dream; everything is alright.

If life was a boxing match;
you'd be winning the fight.