When I can't sleep
When I can't sleep....
I write....
I write about all the things that cross my mind
And the places I wish to go
And the people I wish to meet
But I can never bring myself to beileve these wishes I have will ever come true
'Cause all I see is the words "I CAN'T"
My mother used to tell me can't died in the cornfield.... I never got that.
Because she never explained... I forgot about it. Once she stopped saying it my mind kept slipping to I can't... I can't... I can't
But soon I can't became my I can...
I can died in the cornfield.
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