3 AM

The faint rustle from the outside awakens me

I stare at the ceiling and slowly gain consciousness of the vacancy

I realize that I'm alone

Alone in this shell

This shell bears a smile in its place

Trying to find a happiness that seems impossible to chase

My mind starts racing and racing

Jumping from one problem to another 

I'm constantly reminded of my faults and failures

Thinking to myself, "Is this really me? Is it in my nature?" 

It's not til' I finally get tired and close my eyes

Til' then, when I wake up to this feeling another day and time.