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
I would feel -
relaxed if I were
on an island by myself.
I could forget about
my life
forget about overdue math
and whether I'm behind or not
doing the right thing is always wrong
I like auditioning. I like it because it makes me feel special - I like the anticipation, walking in that room, and just getting to play what you've practiced. It's predictable.
I've been here before
I know this feeling
the impending sense of
happening.
It's going to happen
it's inevitable
is this a mistake?
I will back off so fast if you tell me you don't want it.
Comments
I love it! This was me so many nights!
Haha thank you so much! :)
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