Midnight’s peace
Dark on the sky
Stars are up high
That’s how you know its night time
All lights are off sleep’s in the air
But one girl lays wake at the ceiling she stares
Cant fall asleep scared of a nightmares glare
Her mind races with thoughts of the next day
Wondering what kind of a day she’ll make
Then the clock hits 12:00 with a ticking sound
Midnight has officially come around
Little does the world know
She prefers to be on her own
Midnight is like home
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She loves the silence loves the dark
Nighttime is when her adventure embarks
Not in a dream not in her sleep
Finally a place where she can just breath
She has found the midnight’s peace
comfort where others find fear
She was very much different from her pears
Alone at night not much to do
Except read the books she’s already read threw
But that’s the things she loves to do
When there no sound except her own breath
When shes a wake while the others rest
The doctors said insomnia is a curse you hold inside
But she whispers into the night “its a blessing in disguise”
And that’s the girl who fell in love with midnight
