That secret that you know, 

but you don’t know how to tell.

it fucks with your honor,

and it teases your head.

And I said I,

know it well.

Yesterday means a lot of things to you,

it means a lot of things to me.

i have a Yesterday

today, and i will tomorrow too.

my Yesterdays have been busy as bees,

and they haven’t taken much time to think about Today, 

or for that matter Tomorrow.

march zoomed by full of these

Yesterdays.

Tomorrow is becoming Yesterday

quicker than i had wished for.

i get a twist in my stomach

a tightness in my throat

when i remember all the Yesterdays

and Tomorrows,

many Tomorrows

and i can’t seem to get a grip on 

Today.

and i can’t seem to get a grip on Today.