The clock reads 3:45
It's way past their bedtime
The reason they remain alive
Their friend will keep online
Why can't lonely people
Still sleep at night
Why are all the helplines
Already full at nine
Has the world gone mental
What is it with the cyanide
Abusive use of go lucky
Yet some amount of pride
Suppression is now relevant
Of the new human rights
What is it with this obsession
I'm here catching frostbite
Everyone's seeking attention
I'm not some average girl
They need instant gratification
By only being hurtful
By only being hurtful to them and themselves
This mad world contains to go round
Why can't people seem to
see through their own ultra ego?
