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Deprivation

Sleep. I want it and I want it now. But no, my mind fails me. It does not enjoy shutting off. I yearn for that pink hoodie; looks like it’d help block out some thoughts.

My mentality neglects me in slumber because its so crowded with everything that I have to think about. I wish I had an “off” switch so I wouldn’t have to think sometimes. Especially when I need sleep.

And I can’t sleep. Not at all. Mostly. It’s deprivation. Or some other word to describe my woes of sleepless nights.

Does anyone hear me?! Is there any possible way to make me fall asleep, beside drugs? I’d turn to that, but I know what it can do. Woah, flashback of my dim-witted, pothead friend.

You see that?! I have so many random thoughts in my head that are preventing me from actual peace. Its just to bad our world hasn’t made some cool tech thingy that will block out everything. Oh wait, the iPod. Hmm.

But the thoughts continue. Why must I be attentive? Dammit. And even after all of this, I’m still awake to press PUBLISH .

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