I can't sleep
it's 2:45 in the morning
My eyes keep searching for something to see
my body starts to twists, from here to there
an indication for an exhaustion
What to do ?
I can't tell and I can hardly think
Lydia's it's in your blood is playing on repeat
" Well your head is spinning like that carousel,
and I know you're a mess after 3 or 4 "
And the fact my head is surely spinning
Thinking I got to have a rest, a sleep would be great
would be great than staying aware and totally awake like this
Oh an eyestrain,
another indication
time passes, 2:57
a few minutes more to three
the TV is hiding behind this laptop monitor
I take a peep for awhile,
soccer it is
always been soccer that accompanies me at time like this
It's Sunday already, Monday is ahead
and I never said I was waiting for Monday
cause Monday it is, Mondays we hate
Can I pass Monday please ?
Eeergh, don't bother Monday anymore
bother this,
the problem-I-always-have-in-every-holidays
trouble sleeping.
a mini vexatious less significant problem I always had
Help me,
or at least accompany me until I'm asleep,
and witness myself within my own dream
27 April, 2008
Monotonous
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