Let me prove to you.

If you have to guess if this is for you, it's not.

I'm counting sleep, I'm losing sheep.

Sun down Sun up
I speak in sarcasm to relate to all the things I appreciate
I lie in rhythm to open doors I follow suit and just want more
My reputation is the same its been and I don't care what happens
I read the book so I know the end
I've probably said too much
But I've never felt more accomplished
I'm losing sleep
I'm losing friends
I've got a love hate love
With the city I'm in
I'll count the hours
Having just one wish
If I'm doing fine
There's no point to this.

Throne/Thrown

I am so close, and I can't let anyone get in my way. I wish I could sleep tonight, but I have clamped my eyelids open.

I am scared, and anxious. I think it is right under my nose.