An insomniac? Me? No. Never.
I don’t need to TRY to sleep.
That’s usually the only thing that comes easy to me
I always need to TRY to accomplish greater things
I have to TRY to learn, to study
TRY to live, to laugh, to love
TRY to succeed
TRY to live a good life
TRY to make my parents proud
TRY to live up to the expectations
TRY to live without hesitations,
TRY to live without regrets and complications
Only to be met. By all the difficult situations
That evidently causes me to trip and fall.
To stumble and be left with nothing
Nothing at all
Should even I try?
I end up not having anyone or anything
That my heart truly needs
Ending up watching my pain as it bleeds
It’s a hard knock life isn’t it?
Inevitably met by an endless slumber
Did I try?
Of course I did...
I’m not an insomniac.
I don’t want to accept that fact
It doesn’t matter that its 5 a.m.
It’s just that…
I don’t know if it’s necessary
To try anymore
So I lie here.
And patiently await my eternal slumber.
At least I tried…