nanette

3..4...5...the numbers I wake up to late at night, or early in the day,
Red lit numbers staring back at me as a lay here and try to sleep,
Why red? This color does not ease me, but challenges me at a staring game...
Stop what are you doing? Dont go, stay with me as I leave... A stare off...
These numbers that I see, won't commit to me you see,
As they continually change within a blink of an eye or a change in the air,
And then...these new set of numbers challenge me to stare...
You were 3:42 just a few seconds ago,
Why are you 4:27, let me out of this hold...
No commitment as you go, Just moving on I see,
My time is not moving slow, as I lose my sleep.