• Right now
    I sit here,
    tired and lonely
    Too early to leave my room.
    Too early to turn on the lights.
    Too early to play music.
    No flashlight to read with,
    nothing to do.
    Bored out of my mind.
    Lying here.
    Thinking of you.
    Nothing happy,
    or pleasent.
    Not much of you in those parts of my thought.
    You make me angry.
    Furious, it's true.
    I can't stand this pain.
    Just a headache to some.
    more like a war in my head.
    you, piss me off.
    and here I lie to myself,
    saying that it will all be alright.
    When it's so obvious that it wont.
    Tossing and turning.
    Blood-shot eyes.
    I hate you with passion.
    but still,
    I see you when the lights are off,
    I'll grit my teeth,
    Or clench my fists,
    but in the end it does nothing.
    That thought alone keeps my eyes open.
    All night long.
    So here I lay,
    Right now,
    Tired and lonely,
    Too late to understand,
    Too late to forget,
    Too late to feel,
    at 3 O'clock
    Thinking of you.