Insomnia
Rolling like wheels of a train,
Peace of mind is hard to obtain.
Restless and philosophical,
Sleep seems so impossible.
Problems and solutions to understand,
Concepts and questions to comprehend.
The love and care of many,
Or lack of it from peers and family.
Who am I to have to worry,
Yet who am I to be concerning?
Not many listen to one who complains,
I feel as if my mouth is tied in chains.
Go on and run, hang up the phone.
To where you feel is closer to home.
There's music that paints escape in my head,
When I'm crying alone on my bed.
The friends I choose to surround myself with,
Don't know how quite or if.
If I'm fine or how I'm so sad,
They consider me gleeful, and glad.
I'm just the girl with the smile,
The girl with the tired face.
I'm just a pretender of joy,
I'm paranoid that I tend to annoy.
Can morning come already?
These burdens can get pretty heavy.
Where is God when you're lost?
I feel as if there are clouds of frost.
Where is a backup plan?
Why can't I sleep, I'm not a fan.
Do I really look for shut eyes?
Or the chance to relax among dark skies?
Show me where the light switch is,
I'm ready to shut if off
Even if it sacrifices alone time,
I guess I'm sad enough.
Who is here to listen to me?
Who is just here to pretend?
I'm so sick of being worried,
Let me know if you're really my friend.
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