when you have insomnia. . . I can literally quote this entire movie.
A tear just fell from my eye. . . literally. a single tear. It was heavy, it welled for a long period of time, undisturbed, on the bottom eyelid of my left eye. *Take what I am about to say at complete face value for it is complete and utter truth* This tear though didn't come from roots of any sorts of emotions. I'm sick, you see, and my nose is raw from sneezing and wiping, my throat dry and my eyes have burned for a good amount of time due to the fact that I regularly practice stopping my sneeze. So my tears, usually provoked by matters of extreme emotion have come forth today without a drop of such emotion. not a drop of emotion for a leakage of said tear drop. . .
I've awaken to find no peace of mind way too many times. I've gone to bed with all hell aloof in my head. I've dreamed the dream you've only dreamed of having a million times. The nightmare with the same attribute, one more time than that. I can't sleep from fear that I've done the day that just passed all wrong. I've done it all wrong and I can't help but think you knew it all along. I didn't even mean to make that rhyme, but it did. Underneath the light is blue but when I look up and I see you I've lost all will to fight and my fears just won't take flight. They won't leave me be. What am I scared of? I don't know. I'm not scared of my future. I'm not scared of tomorrow. I'm not scared of yesterday. I'm not scared of you. I'm not scared of them. I'm scared that I don't know what to do RIGHT NOW. I want the answer for right now, not the solution for tomorrow. I want an explanation for why I cry at night, not for you ti tell me it WILL be alright. I want to be with her, is that too much to ask? Is it too much to even think of wanting anything? Is it selfish to not be completely selfless? Am I wrong for not always being right. Is this world black and white? No. It can't be. It isn't black and white. I'm in denial. No I'm not. see. . . I am. broken.
I've awaken to find no peace of mind way too many times. I've gone to bed with all hell aloof in my head. I've dreamed the dream you've only dreamed of having a million times. The nightmare with the same attribute, one more time than that. I can't sleep from fear that I've done the day that just passed all wrong. I've done it all wrong and I can't help but think you knew it all along. I didn't even mean to make that rhyme, but it did. Underneath the light is blue but when I look up and I see you I've lost all will to fight and my fears just won't take flight. They won't leave me be. What am I scared of? I don't know. I'm not scared of my future. I'm not scared of tomorrow. I'm not scared of yesterday. I'm not scared of you. I'm not scared of them. I'm scared that I don't know what to do RIGHT NOW. I want the answer for right now, not the solution for tomorrow. I want an explanation for why I cry at night, not for you ti tell me it WILL be alright. I want to be with her, is that too much to ask? Is it too much to even think of wanting anything? Is it selfish to not be completely selfless? Am I wrong for not always being right. Is this world black and white? No. It can't be. It isn't black and white. I'm in denial. No I'm not. see. . . I am. broken.
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