So scared,
I am afraid to sleep.
i can not close my eyes,
afraid to be week.
I can not explain
to some one who cannot here.
If you do not here,
my crying tears,
then you do not deserve
to hear
why I cannot sleep.
I await
until the sun arrives.
I go to school
with bags under my eyes.
I look at no one,
hoping none can see
to tears
that i am crying.
I am trying
to stay awakes,
but every time
my hair is covering my face
I am asleep
in a wonder dream.
I do not dream
of sugar plums
but instead
have nightmares
that make me scared.
When I am home,
I am afraid to turn my back.
I am afraid
to close my eyes.
If you do not here my crying tears,
then you do not deserve
to hear me
tell you why
I am afraid
almost
all the
time
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