The sweetest music, making me weep
Wanting to scream but unable to speak
I'm tired but oh so rushed
Shaking hands, too late is enough
And I'm scared and aware,
And I know what's up
But I'd rather it now than before
Now he's calling my name,
Kicking in the door
Can't get into a room without one,
So what are they trying for?
I care, I care
I say it at least
An exhaustion immune to a good nights sleep