Lately - I'm up too late...
And they say
     early to bed early to rise
But almost every night
     I can't silence my mind -
Filled with
What if's, and why not's
And how did's, and who got's - ?
It's a rattle in the bones -
It's a cold draft above your bed -
It's the spider you never **** -
It's the music inside your head -
I'm not usually one to go places
Or start fights - I don't usually cook at home
And I'm afraid of sharp knives -
I don't call my friends as often I probably could -
And I don't tell myself I'm as awesome as I am as often as I should -
Cut down, last tree standing
No sound -
There's no sound in the darkness -