I try to do right
but I have my vices
And for that, I have my guilt.

I know my heart
And want to live by its course
Despite my windy nights.

Living awake when I should be sleeping
Is all too familiar, all too comforting.
Why should I avoid the moments that I have had
the most of?

I tried to fall asleep early,
but I have my nights.
I have myself;
to credit and to blame.