Tomorrow

I will, I will climb up that hill,

I’ll take all my pills,

And start remembering Mommy’s birthday in September November;

I’ll start saving all my cash,

And I swear I won’t have anything to do with hash ever again,

I’ll do just what Daddy said

And stay off that pole and out of that strange man’s bed;

I swear, I’ll think twice before I go home with a guy promising to show me a good time,

Because they never are as rich as they pretend to be,

It’s all a dumb pitch for girls like me;

I will, I will start running again,

I’ll stop drinking all of the gin,

And start to fix that gaping hole that has somehow worn into my soul sole;

I’ll never smoke another cigarette,

And I swear I won’t shoot up and steal a Corvette ever again, 

I’ll do just what they told me to do

And go back to school and stop crying to you;

I swear, I’ll think twice before lifting a grand of merchandise from Macy’s,

Because it’s never worth the thrill,

It’s not worth time in the pen or worth the bill;

I will, I will,

I promise, okay?

Maybe by May I’ll have enough money to move someplace faraway

Then I can sit back and watch the flowers bloom,

But for today I’ll start with cleaning my room.