24 May 2004

An insomniac night

Can't sleep
Dunno why
Maybe it's cos the phantoms come and go
in my mind
just like the butterflies
that have tried to
sabotage my beautiful walk
disturb my seeming calmness
threaten my peaceful and serene
dream of being away from here
from this wreckage.
I want someone to be
as insomniac as I
but i have a hunch that
even if i am to be still wide awake at 4 a.m.
as Karen's singing goes
I would not have any friends in sight...
This is definitely much more pathetic than the
post-menstral blue...