Don't feel like eating
Sleep deserts me
Music befriends
Emotions arrest me
Listless, yet not quite
Thoughtless, this ain't right
In the cycles of day
This isn't the way
2 in the morn
Wat am i?
An owl
Silent night
The world is mine
But no, i'll settle for action
And leave my dreams
In the daylight when others work
Will I sleep then?
But no i must sleep
And i will
Prince Charming, Sandman,
escort me on my way
and let me not waste my day
Goodnight, Goodbye sweet world
Poetry has made a sleeper out of an insomniac girl
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