Overtime

Some parts of me tells me...

...to fight for what I want.
...to forget.
...to move on.
...to try to believe.
...to hold on to.
...to run up to you and hug you tight.
...to never give up.

The mind is working on overtime and refuses to let me sleep.
I'm tired, i'm sleepy and I have to work later on.
How now brown cow?

-=iNa=-