Another sleepless night,
another moment filled with fright,
another boring day.
What more can I say!?

Nothing ever happens at all
To sleep is where I m gonna fall!
All those people everywhere around
I wonder if everyone is gonna be found?

Is even someone waiting for some of them?
or might one of them be a lonely mam?
Is there still joy within every single one
or is all there happiness long time gone.

Watching the movie Love actually
all the love seems to come naturally
But its just a movie they make?
so is all of it fake?

Sometimes it seems like its all fun,
sometimes they are protecting with a gun
sometimes its all fate
and sometimes its just hate.

All those differences during one day
Isnt that a job for which you could pray
What some of the others consider a crime
I m still havin a good time.

poem by RJ