There’s a truckload of trouble
And worry to borrow
It is held in a bubble
Known as tomorrow
Should I choose to reject
The gifts I can see
And treat with neglect
Responsibility
Because I have chosen
To borrow the care
Of a day still uncertain
And translucent as air?
There’s a truckload of trouble
We should never borrow
It drifts in a bubble
Known as tomorrow
Janet~
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