When My TV’s Broken

I should be sleeping by now,

but I can’t.

I would like to watch TV by now,

but it’s broken.

I should be thinking of you by now,

but I don’t.

I would like to miss you by now,

but the feeling’s gone.

Maybe the problem isn’t you,

but the problem isn’t me, either.

It’s the TV.

It’s this insomnia.

It’s always easier

to blame on dead things.

They don’t defend themselves,

and they don’t talk back. Ever.

Fortunately, the rain isn’t falling tonight,

or Milli Vanilli would put all the blame on it.

Ditulis oleh : @Dear_Connie

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