its 12:43 am and I am not asleep.
my brain is fuzzy, yet I'm awake
my brain is talking, wondering, dreaming
who am I who am I who am I
crickets chirp in the darkness
cars drive slowly past
yet I sit and dream dream dream
who I am who I am who I am
all the world's in conflict, so what if my brain is too
am I any more deserving to be out of chaos
I am who I am who I am who
the darkness gets deeper, a siren cuts the stillness
are they finally coming for me
my room is not empty, I am not alone
ghosts fill the room, my ghosts
ghostly images of my self floating floating
reminding me of what I'm not
whole
it's 12:52 am and I am not asleep
yet I still dream
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