Another Morning Breaks Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

Another morning breaks
and I'm still the man I was.
Another hopeful sign,
but I don't know what it shows.

O yeah, another cry
in this lonely, foggy town,
but babe, my heart
won't put me in the ground.

Disordered is my mind,
abandoned is my soul.
My one and only crime is
that I don't play my role.

Decades of rain and void
have thrown me into despair,
but lovely love,
you're always everywhere.

Another morning breaks,
am I still the man I was?