I lay my head on my pillow,
Listening to the crickets talk.
I try to fall asleep and stop the sad thoughts.
My mind runs thinking of the past and the future
As I fall asleep I am awoken,
by the thoughts of the past.
The more I think the more it hurts.
I lay back down with the tears falling.
The thoughts of everything rushing,
I lay my head on my pillow and cry.
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