Sleep

I can’t sleep
There are little bugs
Running around
Inside of my head
They want to grow
But don’t have
Enough room
So they’re looking
For an escape
But unfortunately
There doesn’t seem
To be one
I have to keep them
To myself
For no one else
To see
So they are stuck
Inside my brain
Scurrying and
Scuttling
Never sitting still
Or being silent
They are certainly
Going crazy
And bringing
Me with them





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