The before for tomorrow

Who was I before?
How was I before?
How did I smile before?
Why did I cry before?
Before the dawn I was beyond
All of my dreams
-Behind the scenes-
before
the rising or the fall
before
I couldn’t see the small
Who was that ”me”
I don’t recall?
What did I cherish before?
Why do they perish
before
I can say so much more
I can learn so much more
I guess before
I had the time to waste
The present’s now.
.the aftertaste...

[...or the before for tomorrow]