• I don't know when it started,
    kinda took me by surprise.
    It probably began,
    when I first looked in his eyes.

    Every day, every minute,
    And even every second, he's there.
    Whether I'm with someone outside
    Or alone in my room, he's there.

    Sometimes it's a comfort,
    sometimes its a scare,
    but no matter what he's always there.

    I could be hyped on candy energy
    Or stay up so long that I'm dead tired,
    And he doesn't stop running.

    It bugs me so much but,
    I have to keep my mouth shut
    And wonder when it will stop.

    If I could, I would.
    Just one question to ask,
    Do you ever get tired?