How am I meant to go sleep with so many questions in my head?
The yes, the no, the maybe.
The what if, the should I, the would I.
Why can't my brain just shut down on me?
Why can't my body relax?
I need sleep to calm me down, to wash over me like the ocean and the sand.
But still, all these imaginary thoughts killing my brain from even shutting down.
One single thought turning to a hundred.
Laying here seeing pitch-black nothing.
Just a world full of wonders that is all.
I wish I wish I wish that I could go to sleep, to never have to think about anything until I wake up to my Prince Charming.
Will he wake me up though?
Is he even the right prince?
What if my fairytale isn't to wake up?
What if love is all a pile of BS?
And yet again I'm off with the questions. Do you see what's happening?
I do, I overthink too much and I get no sleep into my system.
The end.
