The Day Before Tomorrow...

Sitting here after a very long time
I laugh at myself wondering how i got caught,
When'd i begin towing their line
And become a part of everything I'd fought,
Before they'd come, I would read every sign
And dodge the rat-race...or at least so I'd thought,
But here I am, my life no longer just mine
I've forgotten what it was, that once I'd sought,
A calm indifference within and with it, I seem just fine
Happy with the little compromise that on my hands I've got,
I watch the sun setting on what seems no more than a distant horizontal line
The ocean on the horizon that once to me signified such a lot,
But hey, I'm back on marine drive and with half a decent rhyme
And maybe not all hope is lost,
For who knows, to chase my dreams, there may still be a time
And may be, the day before tomorrow wouldn't be all for nought!