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insomnia or demons
Even when my eyes sting too much to even peek, I somehow still cannot seem to fall asleep What is this evil force that keeps me wide awake? This monster, no matter how i hard I try is impossible to shake It is fear i believe, fear in all its different forms The fear of failure, disappointing and the fear of the unknown I so desperately wish i was once again a carefree kid, With fewer burdens to bear i could easily sleep like i once did. Is it that insomnia thing everyone keeps talking about or the demons of my past That prevent me from getting the rest I think i’ve gotten “at last” It is sleep I find myself craving all day but when I finally can, lying in bed, i am wide awake Do the troubles of my past, present and future keep me at unrest? Or do I have too big of a burden aching against my chest? My answer, is empty, i have no clue All I know is that I cannot sleep when it's all I want to do Oh how I wish to go back to the days where ignorance was bliss It is more than anything, that time I miss.
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