Today, Yesterday.

Today, they say
Is a new day.
New, but still the same
Yesterday the only difference
That I could spot
Was the clouds.
They didn't sit the same.

Yesterday they were grey, dark
Today they are light, fluffy.
But that doesn't change me.

I wonder if the clock gets bored
Only ever seeing 12 numbers
Over and over again
Because I get bored
Seeing this same day again.

Oh yes, the clouds
They tell me it's different
But I can't see anything else

I still wake, sleep and eat.
As I did yesterday and today
I still cry, flee and fret
As I did yesterday and today.

If only somehow
It wasn't so similiar
Then maybe today
Wouldn't seem to be yesterday
And yesterday seem
To be today.