During the winter time
I sleep with my AC on
Some people ask why
and to those folks I respond
Sometimes when I go to sleep
My mind begins to wander
Filled with negative thoughts
And when they come, I ponder
When it's quiet, and I can't sleep
I am painfully reminded
That I'm a huge burden
The silence has me blinded
With the AC on, I may be cold
But it masks the sound I dread
It soft gentle sound soothes me
and reminds me to go to bed
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 12:35 PM UTC
During the winter time
I sleep with my AC on
Some people ask why
and to those folks I respond
Sometimes when I go to sleep
My mind begins to wander
Filled with negative thoughts
And when they come, I ponder
When it's quiet, and I can't sleep
I am painfully reminded
That I'm a huge burden
The silence has me blinded
With the AC on, I may be cold
But it masks the sound I dread
It soft gentle sound soothes me
and reminds me to go to bed
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