"Restless"
9 o’clock:
I get out of bed,
You were there,
But only in my head.
I take a shower,
Brush my teeth,
And give you flowers
At 9:15.
To the world, I’m some freak
Cast off because I’m ADHD.
So, I’m different. Shoot me!
I don’t need coffee to get up and running.
10 o’clock:
I lie back down,
Too broken hearted to get around.
I close my eyes and all I see is you;
I open them up and you’re gone too!
12 o’clock:
At this point I can only dream,
Because sleep’s a thing
Only you can bring.
I roll over, toss, turn, and kick
Knowing that I have to get up at six.
My window’s closing with every tick of the clock
Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock
You got away…
This is what happens when you just can’t talk.
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