I sit in my bed 

bang my head against the wall. 

Two am in the morning 

And I have been wide awake since 10.

And I have tried everything!

Tea, honey, milk, melatonin, reading, watching a movie, 

working out, taking showers, wearing earplugs and eyeshades, 

different clothes, different blankets, and different positions,

I tell you nothing has worked!

I sit in my room, 

watching the snow and thunder roll on outside. 

Wondering why in the hell I can't seem to fall asleep. 

 

It's the perfect night too.

The house is asleep,

My eyes are wide open, 

It's wonderfully quiet.

If I sang right now, no one would hear me.

Everyone else in the world sleeps well except for me.

I'm tired of it, I really am.

Mother and father are always fighting 

And then they're quiet and I'm just here

Sitting in my bed in utter annoyance

As the clock ticks on.

Tick tock tick tock

My foot flicks back and forth

Like a nervous cat.

Tick tock tick tock

Staying up late

I'm good at that.

Tick tock tick tock

Always another 

Thought to ring

Tick tock tick tock

All the songs at once

In my head sing

Ring

Tick tock tick tock

Is it just me 

or did the clock ring

Ring

Tick tock tick tock

It never rings

Is that a new thing?

Tick tock tick tock

Ring

Tick tock tick tock

Ring

Tick tock tick tock

Hello?

 

 There's a bright light peaking through the door.

 It's so bright I almost can't see the floor.

 I hold out my hand, maybe I'll touch it.

 But the more I step forward, the further it gets.

 

 I follow it, follow it, follow it...

The fire crackles in the place.

I look around. I don't recognize this space.

I can smell the faintness of lavender bread

But it doesn't hurt my head.

 No, I like it, the smell. How strange...

I look at the photos, lining the bed

They're people I've never even seen.

But I'm in every single one

And I'm smiling, look happy? How strange...

There's boxes littering the dirty floor

All labels and cluttering things galor

They're all labeled for somebody else

Except for one small box, my own. 

I pick up the box cold to my hands

The box begins to chirp.

I drop it to the ground, as it runs around.

It glares at me... How strange.

All of this is strange.

The oven beeps and I turn around 

A person peaks through the door

Except not just one, maybe three or four

Happy faces smiling at me.

They can't be smiling at me.

But it's really all I see.

They're holding a cake, and holding that box

One smiles as they say.

"We wanted to surprise you on 

Your very special day."

I look at the clock.

Look at my watch.

It's October 5th.

"Oh." I say, looking back at them.

"It's my birthday today."

I frown a bit, for this day

Never went the best of ways

But seeing their smiles

And seeing the cake

Maybe I'll indulge it 

A slice I'll take.

We talk all night, about lots of things

And never once did a frown sing

And as they all leave, I turn to see

The thunder rolling outside.

I smile, that maybe

It's ok every once in a while.

To stay a bit  late

Let your thoughts go wild.

And a year or so
 When I wake

 Something startles me.

 A little box, at my door

 Chirping like a clock.