The Truth

I listen at night
To my Spotify
'Cause I get too anxious when I close my eyes
With all of my might
I'm out of my mind
Which decides that it hates me, and at sundown takes flight
A main reason why
I've chosen to write
Call me insane, but I think I'm alright
Wake up at two
Thinking of you
And it makes me smile 'till I feel like a goon
I cannot choose
Whatever I do
Do I like waking up, or do I wanna sleep 'till noon?
I'll fly to the moon
When I'm dreaming soon
I think you've chased away my nightmares, and that is the truth.