Late at night or early in the morning, either way sleep eludes me
Early enough where the sky is still bluish black and the birds have yet to sing

I find myself here wide awake, feeling weary of many sleepless nights
Yet my mind races still no matter how hard I try to quell its raging storm

My many insecurities come and haunt me drowning me in doubt
When I can no longer hold the wall up and none else around to see
I find silent tears roll down my cheeks

You often tell me to open up
But these tears even though I wish you to see
Always wait til you're gone to come streaming down
Only when I am absent from your voice do I feel this way