When I Try To Sleep
So why is it when I lay my body to the bed
I’m left with nothing but uncertainty in my head
About the future, and the past, all it does is mess with me
With all these crazy emotions in front of my eyes it is hard to see
With everybody lying and dying, I find even less are trying
It leaves me alone all by myself crying
Wanting a girl, looking for love so damn hard
Yet all I do is sit in my front yard
Writing in my notebook, expressing my thoughts
Trying to stay away from the mindless zombies and robots
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