myriad of secret thoughts

[This insomnia has to be unhealthy.]

What’s going on in the corner of her mind?
There’s a man with a gun trying to be kind
There’s a girl with a smile that looks tired
There’s a woman, her third eye’s almost blind
Then there’s herself, she knows she’s lied
And they all sat back and they just sighed.

They say rules are just a guide
The rest is an effort not to follow the tide.

[And I didn’t even have caffeine, damn it.]