i am up in the little room for the first time in a century, the first time spending time up here since the night i tore open my keyboard

it's hot up here, with no fan, since it is downstairs with the boy who sleeps, where i should be except i cannot sleep this early because i work too late

can't sleep this early so i sleep too late, don't get up till i need to leave and i need to do something about that horrible abusive cycle because it is getting me nowhere, doing me nothing