If I'm so tired, how can I resist sleep?

A mind on fire, feel it looking at my sheets

I place the coins atop my eyes and beg for a piece.

Hear them conspiring a lie I'm incomplete

Feeling the eyes on me I cannot seem to hear

I'm reaching for the phone again Take anything to fill my head

I want to know when I already know that I'm not for you.

An artwork that unfolds not in control of our reflection.

Only here to train perception.

And I'll learn the lesson.

I want to know, but I already know that I'm not for you.

An artwork that unfolds not in control of our reflection on the year of transception.

And I learned the lesson.

Bye.

Thank you.