5I'm staring at the ceiling right now.
I don't know if I'm awake or asleep.
I think I'm stoned, but I don't do drugs.
Maybe I'm dead.
They told me I think too much.
Guess they were right.
Hey, Mom! Look at me!
I've thought myself to death.
My eyes glaze over so I cannot see.
I shuffle to the bed.
Glowing stars begin to sway...
Oh yeah, something's wrong.
Questions dance through my head,
Making so much noise I cannot sleep.
Wish they'd call it a night.
I gotta sleep sometime.
Tears fill my eyes with no reason to back them up.
I'm numb all over, yet I hurt.
Dunno why exactly.
Must be the water.
"But you don't drink the water!" my mind reasons.
I tell it to go to hell.
My mind is gone, I need to sleep,
So I read a book instead.
I've lost my mind, but I don't care.
I just want to count the stars.
Yes, I know they're all fake.
But that's half the fun!
So I'll stop thinking now
So I can crawl into bed
I gotta get up at the crack of dawn.
Damn, I hate stars.