3:02.
Sleeping isn't really that essential, is it?
God, I feel horrible. Couldn't sleep so I organized my bookshelf.
Still couldn't sleep so I looked through every page in the yearbook.
Have been wide awake, so I made some hot tea.
Here I am still. Writing. Writing about nothing.
No one sees what I see.
Don't you see that I wanna be better?
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