5 am
Is this all my life has to give?
chasing fireflies and fairies on a hill
pretending I’m here prim and proper
the real me gnashing, crooked teeth
a scythe sighs in my hands
I leave with a jack-o-lantern smile
Charon bids me adieu
Is this all 5 am thoughts sing for?
playthings and croquets with the red queen on the lawn
Mama and Papa keep telling me there’s a reason to stay
when all I see are reasons to go
they call me on the phone
they ask me to believe
I don't think I can
I wring my hands
I partake in the baptism dance
I close my eyes
and wish for another way
