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3 A.M.

I woke up it’s 3 a.m. in the morning
Another insomnia attack is plain occurring
Misty-eyed from a blue murder
I can’t wait until it’s December

I don’t want to sleep anymore
Though my mind is begging for more
For when I sleep, my dreams are only dreams
But if I am awake, I can make it real more than it seems

I can achieve my greatest goal
But have to suffer first from the deepest fall
You can’t win a race if you are afraid to run
Challenges are made for you to be a stronger one

I think I need some hypnotism
So I can’t hear those stupid criticisms
For someday I will be on the top of Eiffel tower
Time will come, I will have the greatest power

If others can, why can’t I?
They made it to the top, so will I
There is no reason for me to cry
I f I know I gave it my best try

At rainbow’s end,
There is a pot of gold
After this day’s mistake
A brighter future I will hold

Fame, house ,cars and cash
There is no need for me to rush
If I just give effort to every little thing
I know I will have a happy ending
Written by Diomela (FREAKY23)
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