Imsomnia Cinderella
I'm not sure what I want, I'm not sure what I need.Should I threaten myself or the one's who can dream?
But I can't fall asleep without talking to you.
I've broken your trust, watch the night turn light blue.
They say you've moved on and that I should too.
But I know you better than that...
My empathy skills are making me feel your eyes on what I've typed.
And you're shocked, I know; maturity grows,
But Sharpie ink on paper is forever, unlike other things.
All I know is, I'm hearing your name.
Said effortless, always the same.
Its driving me crazy, I'm going insane.
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