Up all night sleep deprived

Nothing to do but write

Up all night and watch the time

Waiting for the words that are right

Idk what is life

Is it worth living or is it just a matter of time before I die

Up all night sleep deprived

I shall never cry

Up all night with plenty of fear to hide

Fear is something we all abide by

Idk if I should show pride or just pretend to hide

It doesn't matter to my throwed off mind

It's whatever though

I just hope I'm not the only one who doesn't know

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