Sunday, November 11, 2012

Can't Sleep

I can't sleep.
I work to be.
I can't sleep.
I need to be.
I can't sleep.
I'm full of jokes.
I can't sleep.
Is this a hokes?
Insomnia is my middle name.
I want to go on the road,
but am feeling lame.
I need to sleep.
I tweet instead.
The scene is in my head.
I need the stage but need the time.
I don't know how,
I'm shitty at the rhyme.
I need to get paid to be able to eat chow.
Maybe I tweet and let my mind wander.
I need a job,
yet know my assignment.
I need a boost but hate to say it.
I need to roast but need to forward pay it.
A poet I am not,
just an insomniac waiting for it.
The stage keeps me up all night.
The stage keeps me up all day.
Money is nice for a rainy day.
To a shitty job I can't stay.
My true passion is known.
My true passion has grow.
Insomniac am I?
I need to sleep.
I need to dream.
I need to be awake for the dream.
Shitty poems are not my scene.

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