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A poem before sleeping "Just Thinking"
It's 7:56 p.m.
Writing this poem
The poem of realization
Emotions like a storm
I'm a little bored
In this empty room
I feel sleepy and tired
But my mind's bothering me
I kept on thinking
Things I don't even know
Why, What, Where, When, and How
How will I know everything?
They say "curiosity kills"
But knowing nothing
It makes me feel insane
Can't I just enjoy and chill?
So many questions behind
There are so many doubts inside
I'm trying to hide
It seems like a spell; it's hard to tell
So many dreams I have
There are so many wishes to grant
I know it wasn't the end
There's still tomorrow to watch
@Jazzryl
© Jazzrylme_justreal
