Up all night
It seemed just right
Popped that pink pill
Snorted another, got it for a deal
Alone, in this room
This is all kind of new
Busy head, excited thoughts
Chest buzz
Happy stomache knots
Shakey hand
Lots to do, must expand
Get a task done
Find a new one
In each second new,
Something to do
Hours upon hours,
Supposed to be slow
Clock running fast
Where did the night go?
P.M. to A.M.
Jar full of time, filled up to the rim
It's only been minutes, in this state of wake,
It's all a lie, Father Time is a fake
This reality must be wrong
Yet here comes the dawn
Sun grabs the sky
Little alarms
Equal birds' morning cries
A little scared
This amphetemine world
must not be shared
Hold eyelids shut
They simply flutter
And come back up
A heart beat's stutter
Mind needs to shut off
A drunk man, cut off
Just not possible
Rest: implausible
Trying to chase thoughts home
To rest for a while
But all they've done is grown
Into cerebral bile
Must fall asleep
No, the will
Of the pill
Is just too deep.
Still not tired
Though health has retired
Get up, get ready
Hold your head steady
Grin and bear it
For the rest of the day
Just to waist
another night away.