2: 13
and the clock ticks,
tick tock..
tick tock..
A.M. frustration
and sunken eyes,
tick tock..
tick tock..
My head in a pillow
brain on auto-pilot,
tick tock..
tick tock..
nothing works
nothing ever does,
tick tock..
tick tock..
small town doldrums
I'm only 23,
tick tock..
tick tock..
This isn't what I want
this isn't me..
tick tock..
tick tock..
tick..
tock..
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
David DeSantis
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insomnia-45/
