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.