I am tired but I can't sleep
I lie awake in bed at night
thinking of reasons not to weep
I turn on the light
I walk around my emtpy room
trying to figure out
why am I stuck in this gloom
what is life all about
There are no answers
There's no one listening
to me, to him, to her...
only hear myself whispering.
I go back to my bed
and stare at the ceiling
fake memories invade my head
and I am still dealing
lying in my bed
I remember what you said
I am not the one
but remember me when I'm gone
There are no answers
There's no one listening
to me, to him, to her...
only hear myself whispering.
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