It’s Coming

Why does it need to be like this?
I end up breaking my own self.
I’ve said I would fix myself,
yet everyday I’m hurting myself.

Everyday, I encounter problems.
A problem with my own self.
Gotta do something but how?
I couldn’t find the courage.

Everyday is getting worse.
Could it be better someday?
I keep hoping even if it hurts.
I’m losing hope as days passed by.

Someone told me, “It’s okay.”
Yeah, I guess everything is okay.
I just need to believe in the saying,
“Better days are on its way.”