This clever dance I do; tip-toed, waving my arms about in random fashion, as if my body were saying whatever, when inside it really screams see me! rescue me! It feels like pain but looks like complacency. I think I'm being clever, that I'm fooling everyone - when really, I'm just fooling myself.
At dawn I am drunk with the possibilities of a new day - but at night, I know the score. Darkness brings with it clarity, and silence.. and time to think. Too much time spent in the void.
I fight sleep, and cry. Last night, my own audible giggles woke me from my sleep. Someone is having fun at my expense.
Who am I kidding? He's not coming; he's not coming to save me. I'm going to have to save myself.