Unwanted

My pillows are wet.

My cheeks are stained.

Can you see?

I'm this bored to tears.


I've slept till my brains cells are as numb as my tree stump.

My long-time suspicion that I'm really an owl-in-disguise has been confirmed. No doubt.

The daylights have kept my eyes shut, and now I'm just wide doe-eyed awake.

Sigh. I have nothing but ice-cream to keep me company at this time where everyone else is going to bed.


I wanna go out. I want to catch a movie.

But nobody wants to bring me out.

"You'd better stay home and don't move about so much."

Why does everyone think they know best for me?

Sigh.