041410t I'M The Only One Awake Poem by Manonton Dalan

i tiptoed across the floor wary of waking
any of these tired, hopeful and happy souls
what do i really have, they keep me company
i'm just plain like them who works everyday
i know by the break of morning sun, they go
i would be left by myself same as long time ago

i won't have any regret, i have really fun tonight
my muscles loosen up including my vocal chords
i'm also well rested now, ready for any surprises
i wonder what do they have in their hip pockets
probably they have dreams playing in their minds
i try not to disappoint them during these times