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December 06, 2011 3:18AM

Why Must It Escape


Why must I never get tired? Why can't I just get super sleepy and tired and want nothing more but to curl up under blankets and fall asleep. I sit here at 3:16am and I am wide awake; I could go about my day as if I had just slept the entire night and not know any different. I feel cursed, and frustrated. It's tempting to take a sleeping pill, and there aren't many good reasons not too, but principle, it's the idea that I don't have to rely on it is what stops me.

I can be a strong person... I mean, yeah, I have my weaknesses, they're all but spelled out for everyone to see on a daily basis, but I can also be strong. Perhaps me being awake at 3:16am with no one to talk to and no rest to feel... maybe that's strength.

What is happiness to me? Getting lost in something for long enough that I don't need to ponder that.


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