I am pretty sure
My eyes want to be removed
Please, stop the poems

Sometimes, the saddest thing in the world is watching a person count out change.

When I was younger, I'd fall asleep to music. I'd listen to my favorite radio station or whatever CD with which I was obsessed at the time. Every night, I'd religiously put something on and sleep soundly without qualms.

Eventually, however, my ability to fall asleep with background tunes was rendered entirely impossible, and my melodic habit was slaughtered quietly via "snooze" button.
Last night, I tried again for the first time in a few years to fall asleep to music. Unfortunately, my eyelids once again did not grow heavy until I surrendered and turned it off.

I wonder if my inability to sleep while songs are playing is due to the fact that I'm getting older, or because I listen to better music?

i see your poem
i read it and then i think
"oh god, end my life."