Insomnia Sleep is all I think about Sleep is all I dream about Why can I not shut down Alone and empty in this lit up town Why me...why not them I am a thorn that sticks out the stem Wish it was straight forward Wish I could sleep I'm forever awake instead of counting sheep Soon it shall be light And the day will start anew But for now I lay and wonder why I'm not asleep like you.
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