You always seem to know what to say,

to make me look up at end of the day.

And while I have always enjoyed looking up,

something about you screams corrupt.

The dark circles around my eyes,

explain all the sorrow and awful goodbyes.

and though your pupils are starlight now,

I can’t forget the how,

the way you turned me into to an insomnac.

With the way I’ve walked, there’s no way back.

I can’t sleep and I can’t see,

what your intentions seem to be.

I can’t think and I can’t fight,

The clouds in the sky shed no light.

I’ll finally rest my head tonight,

I won’t look at the stars or worry about what’s right.