sleeplessly i would think of stories with no beginning or end countless pointless observations on the ratio of sheep to their friends i am not my i am not myself we are not our we are not ourselves restlessly i recollect all of the vulgar different ways you can swear picture all the different people who i d like to see get pushed down the stairs i am not my i am not myself we are not our we are not ourselves i ve been tossing turning in my bed for what seems like so long the minutes ticking on the clock they go on go on all the voices talking in my mind tell me i m not crazy be quiet be quiet just go to sleep to sleep to sleep to sleep we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves easelessly i will remember all the reasons why my life is not fair how i don t have any friends or anyone who in the slightest bit care i am not my i am not myself we are not our we are not ourselves broken records spinning in a loop for what seems like so long scratch louder every time they turn and go on go on all the voices talking in my mind tell me i m not crazy be quiet be quiet just go to sleep to sleep to sleep to sleep we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves we are not our we are not ourselves