For when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow a rhythmn only you know exists. Sometimes it has to come in verses, Shouted to the pages in front of you, And sometimes, Even that seems not enough. (2014- 2015)