My body is tired,
My mind is going overtime.
Words race endlessly,
Repeating in my mind.
Thoughts echo,
My eys begin to close.
Living slowly,
In grey flannel clothes.
Twilight lingers,
My hand moves silently.
Tired to my bones,
My breath mists quietly.
My body is tired, My mind is going overtime. Words race endlessly, Repeating in my mind. Thoughts echo, My eys begin to close. Living slowly, In grey flannel clothes. Twilight lingers, My hand moves silently. Tired to my bones, My breath mists quietly.
