IV - Sleepless Nights

Jing

The King Of Bandits
laying in bed,
thoughts dance in my head,
as i lie down and i try to sleep.

but nothing will come,
nothing is there,
i think to myself that no one will care,

no one will care,
if i just miss one night,
missing one night,
would leave sleeping to share.

i can go without rest,
sleep without sleeping,
i can even give gifts without wanting or keeping.

but when all comes to all,
and worst comes to worst,
i just smile and whisper.
a think called a curse...

" I will sleep until morning,
or i wont sleep at all,
i will sleep until morning,
or i'll sleep until fall. "