*** at Midnight

Impenetrable beliefs contradict and confuse
An innocence I still can't refuse
Beauty's twisted in agony
Spewing lines and silent rhymes
Counting sheep and loosing sleep
Pondering days in useless ways
Useless thoughts until this rots

No demons in mind nor haunting themes,
So why can't I please just simply dream?
I'll listen dutifully to my lullabies,
But still no sleep in dead of night.

Ideas flashing as reality's crashing
Tired eyes can't see the truth
Waiting alone and awake for day to break
Faked ideals and twisted youth
Answers deceive with no rest to relieve
Organization decays in our insolent gaze