I'm not okay, not tonight
not this morning, nor last night
I couldn't sleep, I don't know why
I might have possibly lost my mind
Instead of empty space, I've found
ugliness and confusion, à la surround sound
make it stop, before it deafens my insides
Through lack of sleep, I drink caffeine
-a vicious cycle
'Surrender' you all scream.
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