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I cry grown-woman tears in this grown-woman's body, A body wornout, weary, bruised, overwrought with fear. A woman who cries out in fear of losing the promise, the hope.
Tired eyes wander over foggy plains, unfocused but searching. The overcast sky casts a dreamy gloom over a face with sunken sockets and dry lips.
The biggest lie I ever told myself was that I wouldn't stay up too late Studying or doing work. Now that I'm on my senior year of high school all of that Went out the window.
Midnight sparks the most marvelous sounds Music emits through the underground Insomnia wrecks me like lightning at sea The singing it bends me like wind breaking trees.
Tick Tock the clock mocks straight from up ahead As I lay, Time keeps pounding down upon my head. My head lays heavy on the dark blue sheets of my bed No matter what I do sleep is something that I dread.
Stars Sparkle in the midnight sky Crickets chirp, Frogs croak, and Fireflies dance flashing their light upon the wall The light so bright like at a movie premier
The principal brought me into his office. I was a bad student for a day. I spent my time there in awkward silence as the principle took me through the actions today.
It's 2 am, I just want to go to bed, I need to find a place where I can rest my tired head. I guess I can go to sleep, but I can sleep when i'm dead.
Textbooks are scattered on the floor. 3 a.m. I should get sleep. Sleep will clear the fogged mind. Luke warm coffee stains mugs and teeth. Money problems always linger in the distance.
Late at night, with sleep evading, I lie on my back, counting sheep The night ticking by, slowing fading, All I want is a few hours of sleep, But the morning is coming, evading