<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Late Night Rubbish</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why am I up said the man<br>Sleep calls me but I remain silent<br>Like death at a party<br>Only alil heavier<br>Maybe it's all the hair<br>Then again <br>Maybe it's all the stress<br>Built up like a skyscraper<br>Only I don't touch the sky<br>I only dream of doing that<br>Ill scrape the sky clean and move on to outer space<br>Where being alone<br>Is nature<br>Do I belong with the stars? <br>Doomed to one day destroy myself<br>And everything close by? <br>Naw<br>I belong where I am<br>To make a difference<br>Without me the world would be different<br>How? <br>I can't explain<br>But the you in a different<br>Universe could<br>And should<br>In a universe somewhere<br>I know I am king<br>Which makes me royalty <br>Not like the burger guy<br>More like the <br>Kill hundreds of people dude<br>And conquer <br>And conquest<br>Only to be assassinated<br>But by that time<br>I'd be ready<br>Who better to kill a king then himself? <br>The throne dies with me<br>But enough of that<br>Multiverse a can be confusing<br>Maybe I'm the universe where I'm ugly<br>Depressing<br>But if that is true <br>It must be the universe where<br>I'm confident also<br>Unless<br>I'm in distress<br>I do confess<br>When I stay up thoughts get deep<br>I wish there was less evil and more good<br>I can't sleep<br>But I wish I could.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jeremy+Rascon">Jeremy Rascon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417756" data-title="Late Night Rubbish de Jeremy Rascon" data-description="Why am I up said the man Sleep calls me but I remain silent Like death at a party Only alil heavier Maybe it's all the hair Then again Maybe it's all the stress Built up like a skyscraper Only I don't touch the sky I only dream of doing that Ill ..."></div> </div> </div>

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