They say that insomnia builds character. I would like to think that mine is already done. I’m a really determined person. Determined to fall asleep.
2 AM and I’m still awake, working on a song
If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer
Inside of me threatening the life it belongs to
I blame K. who messaged me that what I wrote is unsingeable (is that even a word?) but failed to give me any significant details or pointers. Well, he was just doing me a favor, so it’s ok. But that triggered my insomnia. So now there is music in me and there are words and sleep seems unattainable.