The Last Midnight

It's the last midnight
and i'm awake
staring at my ceiling
about to break
mistakes
It's the last midnight
and all seems great
until we open our eyes to what lies ahead
we're confronted with our fate
not too late
Why can't my dreams
be for my sleep
and all of the tears
for when i weep
somewhere deep
Why can't the world
cooperate and play fair
parents stop shouting enough to listen
and stay out of each other's hair
and Dare
to be different, take chances
unafraid to take a stand
for tomorrow and today
spread it across the land
in your hands
is the ability to make decisions
know what's wrong from what's right
take in the new perspectives
see your life in new sight
don't fight
feeling like you belong
that someone out there cares
enough to try and put a smile on your face
even when whispers and stares
beware
that people will try to bring you down
to build themselves up
but it won't last; their tower will fall
because they always get stuck
in the muck
of their own pain
their own hurt in flight
when they stay awake, staring at the ceiling
on the last midnight
tonight
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"Why can't my dreams be for
"Why can't my dreams
be for my sleep
and all of the tears
for when i weep
somewhere deep"
That's my favorite stanza. To me me it flows the best.