It's twelve am and I'm wide awake
staring up at the ceiling wondering if anyone can hear me
It's twelve am and I'm wide awake
Can't help what I feel as I stare at the bitter sky
It's twelve am and I'm wide awake
I'll probably be awake till dawn again
never getting any rest
It's 12 am and I'm wide awake
I wonder if you're thinking of me too
A/N: I saw the phrase its 12 am and I'm wide awake in a book bio and got inspired so thanks to that author!
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Letters to You
PoetryThese are just small letters/poems to voice out my thoughts :)
