Some nights,

Some nights this happens.

a little too often, a little too many times.

When i just sit down here, thinking to myself,

if it matters.

Some nights,

i need a little bit more of time, a little bit more of love.

a little longer comfort.

just to rid all these monsters, get it all away.

But i never knew how,

to ask for more.

or never know if,

there'll ever be more.

or for that matter, if it's actually right to ask for more.

and then it boils down back again,

questioning if im worthy of that little bit more time, 

if it would be absurd to need more.

some nights, i feel unimportant.

and it isn't that nice anymore.

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