Insomnia is a woman to keep you company
While the rest of the world is sleeping
She lets you do whatever you want
And never judges you
You can look her in the eyes
And she will never say a word
Her curly hair flies around
While you watch her dance
Are you going crazy?
Do you really see her?
Yes, she is there right beside you
And when you are ready to leave  her
She will tuck you into bed
Kiss you on the forehead
And wait for you to return the next night
But while you enter dreamland, does insomnia follow?
Or does she have a man waiting for her?