Broken

Everyday is a new disappointment
Each day its getting harder to cope
As the days and years are passing by
I am losing my dreams and my hope

I Plan for a new day, everyday
And everyday a plan i drop
My life is like a play where
I perform with a random prop

Each day of my life is like a blank sheet
I am just watching it getting filled, from the back seat

I am not afraid of night
Because at night you can at least hear a bark
I am more afraid of tomorrow
Because until it comes, you are always in the dark

This pessimism, this cynicism 
has removed all the hope i had left
Now a person who always smiled
Is now always bereft

:Ishant