3 am
Reality was a cookie that wouldn't crumble, It was that one grain of pea that just kept spilling off my spoon, I tried to make sense of things...... life really, But to each his own, and it's 3 am and reality just hit me like a bullet on fire, It's 3 am and my hair's a mess, It's 3 am and my mind's tired, It's 3 am and I can't sleep, It's 3 am and There was barely any money left, It's 3 am and im alone, It's 3 am and i didn't have a job, It's 3 am and he didn't call.... Reality was he didn't call and for the millionth time I needed to stop making excuses for why I didn't deserve 2 minutes, It's 3 am and for me reality was a cookie that wouldn't crumble, It was a grain of pea that kept spilling off my spoon. C.M.