sleepless

good evening.. goodnight..
wait.. something isn't right..
and tonight i feel that my life is never gonna change.
i feel terrible keeping all these secrets to myself.
these deep dark secrets that God is already sick and tired of hearing.
and yet i place them under my pillow for the fairy to take them away.
but she never does and all those dreams and nightmares under my pillow
are hurting my head. i cannot sleep right at night.

and i still wait patienly for that fairy.
my window is always open, but my heart is shutting itself out of this
world.
i cannot live not telling..
i cannot sleep right at night..
all i can say is

good evening..

goodnight.