10:55

It's 10:55

I'm losing my mind

I try to count sheep

But they just pass me by

I get up and sit

At my desk, bite my lip

What to write, how to feel

Maybe my humor conceals

Who I am truly

Could that possibly be

If you are not you

And I am not me

Then what is my purpose

Why am I still awake

Shut my eyes 

Nope

Why am I here

The darkness I fear

Good night, broken world

It's 10:55

And like I said, clearly

I'm losing my mind

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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