Yesterday was like a sad song
I knew nothing could help it
Everything went so wrong
But it was probably my fault
I must admit
The world seemed against me
Now I think - I was against the world!
It isn't easy to see
Your own mistakes
When the day goes horribly
But now, the next day, I write this
And I am just too happy
But do you know why?
This morning, the sun greeted me.
He comforted me and said
"It will all turn out fine, trust me."
And you know what?
I now have much peace.
I realized
That he greeted me yesterday
And everyday
And always will
But it's my choice to listen
Or not . . .