2 am
is the best time to think

the sun is no longer there
to hold you accountable
and the moon is nothing
but a burnt out streetlight

those black cats that cross your path
are not bad luck
lurking shadows are long-lost friends
the city is a maze of empty sidewalks
and the traffic lights still turn
red yellow green

you are on the verge
of being so tired
that you are near delusional
and on the verge
of being so delusional
that you are almost rational

2 am
is the time when you really understand
life
love
and how to find eternal happiness

so you make plans
so you set goals
so you promise yourself, promise
that tomorrow will be different

BUT technically, tomorrow is today
and you are either
to drunk to remember
to lazy to act
or
to stupid to comprehend
that what you thought at 2 am
could really change your life