It's setting in

I come home
Take off my shoes
My clothes and the rest
Pyjamas and toothpaste
Retainer and alarm clock.

Today becomes yesterday
That was a lot of fun
But now I am here, in bed
What about tomorrow
Oh right.

Another day will pass
Waiting, hurting, praying
Why would tomorrow be any different
It won't, I'll need an escape
Tomorrow I'll go somewhere new.

I wake up
Alarm clock and retainer
Pyjamas and toothbrush
My clothes and the rest
I put on my shoes.

To leave this place
I never really do
I make tomorrow a today
To make today another yesterday
This is getting old.