The Irony of it all

Now that is something I totally understand. After everything, I find that all I did was in waste. There was no reason to do it.

NONE!! HA.

Anyway, they say that nothing is a waste of time if someone gets some use out of it.

Who said it? How should I know, I probably just made it up. You know you should stop asking these questions if you don't want to me to give these stupid answers.

Anyway, it seems that I am finally going to get some sleep tonight. YAY!!

Now it's time to say good night
Good night Sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Good night Sleep tight
Now the moon begins to shine
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Good night Sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light
Good night Sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you.

Good night Good night Everybody
Everybody everywhere
Good night.

Just can't sleep

Ever have one of those weeks? Can't sleep well. Just want to take a bunch of sleeping pills or something?

No? Well screw you!

I on the other hand have been off with my sleep cycle for about 2 weeks now maybe longer, it is an on and off thing. Isn't it weird how these things go.

Anyway, you would be surprised how much missed work and reading you can catch up on if you don't sleep. It is quite amazing.

I dunno, I think I am just too tired, but too awake to do anything constructive, besides amuse all of you. That is why I am here. I am doing this for you, believe it or not.

Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed
Take a look at all the suffering we breed
So many lonely faces scattered all around
Searching for what they need

Is this the world we created?
What did we do it for?
Is this the world we invaded
Against the law?
So it seems in the end
Is this what we're all living for today?
The world that we created

You know that every day a helpless child is born
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne
Waiting for life to go by

Is this the world we created?
We made it on our own
Is this the world we devastated
Right to the bone?
If there's a God in the sky looking down
What can he think of what we've done
To the world that He created?