I Can’t Sleep

I can’t sleep
Because the squirrel is back
I hate the squirrel
Go away
I told you before
I don’t like your scary jackets
That have unwelcome surprises popping
Out from your pockets

I can’t sleep
Because everyone loves the squirrel
I hate the squirrel
They all think i’m wonderful
Look up and envy me so
The squirrel pops by so much
But his shiny fur coat is deceiving
For he leaves only sorrow and such

I can’t sleep
Because what i feared has come again
I hate the squirrel
He made me stand in a corner
Of my room
And cry
With only one wet tissue
In my left hand to dry

I can’t sleep
Because of what the squirrel has done yet again
I hate the squirrel
It wasn’t your fault
Neither was it mine
His, i’m telling you, his
I’m afraid, for his last visits
Didn’t leave me as broken as this

I can’t sleep
I still hate the squirrel
And i wished i could have stopped him from coming this time

But it’s too late
The damage is done
And i see his bushy tail
Skipping off in the sun

Yes… the sun
It’s daybreak
I can’t sleep

I am sore

Sore from working out
Sore from thinking
Bout you
Should i be selfish and keep what i have?
But you might lose yourself

Perhaps it’s better
You start thinking for you
And no more for me

Yes i lose out
But it takes some to give some
I love you undeniably
Not on the same plane

Regretfully

Helplessly

The soreness isn’t going away
I thought it would
But there…
Just… there
I can feel it
Breathing near my bones