Toss and turn, toss and turn
She moves in that regular pattern
She closes her eyes
Trying to drown the thoughts
Trying to clear her head
All to no avail
Never felt do insecure
Never felt this way before
Why cant i just get a picture?
What do i do?
Where do i go?
Why am i at a crossroad
I should stick to the regular patterns
But i am not so sure
I have a lot to discover
All the cargo i have placed under
I want an adventure
But i dont want a wrong evnture
I love the things i do
But i want new things to do
I want to innovate
But i am afraid
What if i am hated?
What if i am made fun of?
Toss and turn, toss and turn
She moves in that regular pattern
From dusk till dawn
Friday, 10 October 2014
Insomnia
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