Somewhere Between Then and Tomorrow

I still see that kid in an old photograph,

Running too fast, never looking back.

Thought every goodbye was the end of the road,

Carried every mistake like a permanent load.

Lost some friends, burned bridges in the rain,

Learned some lessons with a heart full of pain.

If I could go back, I wouldn’t change it all,

Every scar taught me how to stand when I fall.

The past still whispers when the room gets quiet,

But I don’t have to live inside it.

I’m somewhere between who I was and who I’ll be,

Holding old memories while tomorrow waits for me.

Yesterday built me, today tests my soul,

Tomorrow’s calling like a road I’ve never known.

I can’t turn back time, I can’t see the end,

All I know is I’m still becoming who I am.

Past, present, future—all a part of me,

One taught me how to hurt, one taught me how to breathe.

Now I wake up with responsibilities,

People I love counting on the best of me.

Some days I’m strong, some days I barely stand,

Still trying to become a better man.

I’ve learned that growing up ain’t having it figured out,

It’s walking through the fear even when you’ve got doubts.

It’s showing up tired, keeping promises made,

Finding little pieces of peace in the chaos every day.

And somewhere down the road there’s an older me,

Looking back at everything I couldn’t see.

Maybe he’ll smile and say, “You made it through,

Every sleepless night was leading here to you.”

A home full of laughter, dreams finally real,

Old wounds that don’t hurt the way they used to feel.

I don’t need to know every turn ahead,

I just wanna leave more love than regret.

I’m somewhere between who I was and who I’ll be,

Still writing my story one day at a time faithfully.

Yesterday shaped me, today gives me choice,

Tomorrow is waiting to hear my voice.

So here’s to the scars, the dreams, and the unknown,

Every road behind me led me closer to home.

Past, present, future—I finally understand,

Life ain’t about arriving…

It’s becoming who I am.