I dread waking up in the present
As the past is always so clear
The present is foggy
You can stumble and fall
As you can barely see what to do next
And the future is worse
As it's hidden from view
And you never know what will come
So I stay up late
As I don't want to sleep
Because it feels like I'm still in the past
When I fall asleep
Wake up an new day
In the present tense once again
Try to delay the future
And choose when it comes
Yet it still always comes too soon