I TELL MYSELF I CAN STOP.
I TELL MYSELF NOT TODAY...

Driving...the sun warming my face.
Clear blue skies turn to purple...

Late at night lying in bed.
Memories & mysteries in my head...

Feels like forever,
since our last conversation...

So tired and cannot think.
My mind is at a halt...

It's a sunny day,
feeling fine...

Starry night cemented in black.
Moonlight beaming on faces of clowns...

Sitting here,
Confused, sad, happy, bored...

It's the tone of your voice,
The look in your eyes...

Who am I?
Is it the way I look...