Finding excuses not to go bed
Finding ways to hide the thoughts that walk through my head
I can feel each one say "Hey think about me!"
And each time it's harder to push them back and set my mind free
One stumbles in and catches my attention
And my world ignites with tension
Why you? Why Now?
This is something my brain shouldn't allow
I locked you up behind a wall
The thought of you is something my mind should appall
I get up I have to be sure
It's hard to concentrate being so impure
I peek through the space I so wittingly drilled
And there you are, still stuck in the pose of the day your life was spilled.