It's 2 A.M.
I cover myself up
in my tears
I miss you so.
It's 2 A.M.
I cover myself up
in the darkness
to comfort the loneliness
It's 2 A.M.
darling I can't find sleep
I cover myself up
I tried
It's 2 A.M.
I find myself
covering myself up
comforting myself
with lies
I can't do this anymore
Our sweetest songs are those that telleth us of saddest thoughts. Feeling your pain. Cheer up!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
with any luck at all, this is not a story that really happened to you. a young lady needs her sleep! it is nicely written. thanks for sharing. :)