Around this time is what you call night
Around this time, these tears I try to fight
I wait and wait, till no ones in sight
To pour out this emotion of life being un-right
Each tear is followed by fear
I tightly cover my mouth so no one can hear
The sniffles of my runny noes, & the big gasp of air
So many people to call friends, but no one is there
If they were, would they dare, to care?.....
Ears filled with water, its a mini lake
Wonder how many more nights like this can I take
Endurance is running short on fuel
Cant compare this to Real World's Duel
But is a competition between day & night
Pondering if my mind will ever rest before sun light
Wishing to go back to counting ones & two's
This is just part 1, of the late night blues
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