Time to sleep

Ninth poem (last)

Why am I still awake?

My mind still says that I need a break. 

This poetry is fucked up. 

I know... 

You still don’t got that I’m grownup 

But I don’t care though. 

You’re so annoying,

But I’m not pissed off. 

I’m really enjoying 

When you trying to scoff. 

I’m an artist and I can cry. 

You’re my inspiration that can’t die. 

I’m signing off. 

I  don’t want to see  you cough. 

Thank you for comforting me 

Every night and day. 

Do you remember that dream about a bee?

I loved to write that essay. 

Maybe I’m insane,

But so are you. 

Read this again and again,

Before you say that it’s not new. 

I’m an artist and I can cry. 

You’re my inspiration that can’t die. 

I’m signing off. 

I  don’t want to see  you cough. 

Everything is ok 

Everything will be fine.

Tomorrow u got a new plan

Where everyone won’t die.