August 10th, 2018
It’s always about this time
About one in the morning I need to write a rhyme
Get things out of my head
Make room, maybe for a little light to shed
I’m going twenty different ways
Over 100 mph some days
I know that I still have control
I just can’t slow this roll
I’m going all day and all night too
Most people don’t have any clue
Running off no sleep
Who really has time to think that deep
It’s always this late at night
When my mind wants to wander or fight
When I should be sleeping
And not over thinking