late nights

It's more
Than obvious
That I
Should go
To bed

I'm getting
Too emotional
Too involved
Too delusional

My life
Really isn't
Over

There IS
A way
This can
Work out

So shush
Calm yourself
Wake up

"In the real life
As in dreams
Nothing is quite
What it seems"

Sitting
In front
Of the television

It's 10:55 at night
And I'm crying
Like a baby

Watching
America's Got Talent
And all these people
Work so hard
Trying to be the best

They've gone through
So much
And they're
So great

It makes me weep

Everything in the kitchen
Pitch black
Except for the small
4 foot cone
Feeding off the TV screen

The colors from
The screen
Light up my tears
Make them visable

On my cheeks
On my eyelashes
On my arms

They're everywhere

I just sit
And cry
And smile
And feel happy

I've come to the conclusion
That

I'm human