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.