As I wake up and try to seize the day,
There is so much noise around me,
That my faint inner voice gets drowned out,
And I can't hear myself.
And all I hear most days,
Is the cacophony of the world going around,
From to-do to ASAP,
Doing so much and creating so little.
And by the time I get a handle on my day,
Carpe Diem style,
It's night.
Fuck.
So I Carpe Noctem instead.
I anyways like seizing the night instead.
Getting to my post-midnight conversations with myself, and you.
Because the world is so silent now,
I can hear my inner voice more clearly,
Making sense to myself.
And you, sometimes.
Hello & Good Night.