"4 am help me!" I plead,
4 am will do nothing for me,
4 am will bring me nothing but sorrow,
4 am will not even bring me sleep,
4 am will make me wonder about all things in between,
"4 am please let me rest,
4 am I'm tired and I want to go to bed,"
However,
4 am can't answer me
For it is nothing but a time,
Yet I still catch myself crying out
"4 am please fix me."
I always stay up late into the night
Questioning why the time can't correct me,
Searching for something that cannot lie in the mere digits in front of me,
But I'll continue on,
Hoping to find my answers
Before the sunrises,
When I can finally shut my eyes.
