Torn to pieces deceased friends can never read my thesis
A half full glass on the table
A silver warm tear shed
The rest saved for tomorrow
Nothin’ is left unwritten
I kept a paper trail so it ain’t no mystery
Got the confidence of nerds in an exam room
And the vulnerability of a new life entering this cruel world
Malcontent on overload
A Trojan horse got enough to hold onto for a motherboard annihilation
When rest came my vexed vein was less strained
I can’t complain melatonin has a hold of my brain
On that note good night and will these dreams come fast enough?
And become vivid once again?