Midnight Oil

I’ve been waiting to go to sleep,

Only to find my alarm ringing for school.

I’ve been looking for a reason to just

To start fresh and just sway with the tide.


But the second I finish another lap of perseverance

Or write another page of abstractness,

I look up at the stars and thank myself for believing

I thank myself for doing the things I have to do.


I thank myself because the warmth I feel is all my own

And I don’t regret a thing.



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