Ode to sorrow of tomorrow

I don't like describing myself
and I'm tired of explaining why
it's so much easier not to
because one day I too shall die
I don't want to talk about me
It's not like they would understand anyway
Tried young everyday, in everyway
No matter, how hard I try
Because it's everything like as  to deny
That one day I too shall die
And every day we wake up
here, nothing much to do about it
All we can do is cry, so don't
Tomorrows have nothing to say
Tomorrows are just hopeless
Tomorrow I will grow older
Tomorrow I will die