Sit and Stare

by Perfect Facade   Feb 3, 2007


So tired,
Yet can't sleep.
All I can do,
Is sit and weep.

Not knowing why,
Yet no way to stop.
Nothing to do,
But count as they drop.

Fall on my page,
As I write,
Pointless things,
All through the night.

Every night without fail,
I will sit in this chair,
And do nothing,
Just sit and stare.

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