Hello self, I've heard of you,
You're different from yesterday.
I can't keep up with your inconsistent,
And ever changing ways.
Each new sunrise, we meet again,
I should certainly know you by now.
But every time, to my surprise,
You've changed again somehow.
Will I ever truly know you?
Can't you remain the same?
Life gets so hard to figure out,
If everyday you've changed.
Yesterday you were so assured,
But today, uncertainty reigns.
What will come of you tomorrow?
What new edition will you bring?
I'll keep my fingers crossed,
And for now I'll hold my breath,
That when we meet again tomorrow,
Something familiar will be left.
© 2015 Brianna