SOMEDAY

Someday. Man... someday sounds good. That’s why I keep using it.

’Cause someday feels good. Someday doesn’t ask for shit. Lets me keep the dream without proving I can live it.

Someday don’t wake me early. Don’t risk me looking stupid. Don’t make me find out if all this talk was just excuses.

Someday don’t tell people no. Don’t make me outgrow the room. Lets me keep everybody comfortable while I keep saying I’m gonna move.

Someday’s always clean. Today gets dirt on your hands. Someday loves potential. Today wants a fucking plan.

And I’ve been saying “one day...” for a lot of todays.

Someday... Someday... I keep putting my life one day away.

Someday... Someday... Sounds real good when you don’t wanna change.

One more Monday. One more year. One more reason I ain’t there.

Someday... Someday... How many todays am I gonna trade away?

Not today. Yeah. That’s how someday wins.

Bought the notebook. Wrote the plan. Closed it up. Called that action.

Watched ten videos about discipline while sitting there avoiding practicing.

Told myself, “I’m getting ready.” Funny phrase when you’re afraid. Preparation turns into procrastination when you never pick a date.

Said I need more money. More time. More confidence. More proof.

Maybe I just needed less conversation and one uncomfortable move.

I love the version of me I haven’t had to test yet. Potential never loses. Potential never gets rejected.

That’s why it’s addictive. You can be anything inside your head. Real life makes you pick one then asks what you’re willing to bleed for instead.

Maybe I don’t fear failure. Maybe I fear the day I can’t blame “someday.”

Someday... Someday... I keep putting my life one day away.

Someday... Someday... Sounds real good when you don’t wanna change.

One more Monday. One more year. One more reason I ain’t there.

Someday... Someday... How many todays am I gonna trade away?

Someday ain’t coming. That’s the joke. It never had a date. It’s just today wearing better clothes so I don’t have to change.

Someday... Someday... I’ve been putting my life one day away.

Someday... Someday... Maybe someday’s just another name for afraid.

No more Monday. No next year. No more waiting till I’m clear.

Someday... Someday... If I want it... it’s gotta start today.

Today.