My eyes ache from insomnia,
Though sleep sits just beside me,
And when the week hits its first cycle,
I remember you with my eyes shut, close.
When I open my eyes, reality hits.
My rent needs to be paid,
My family needs my love,
My existence needs my living.
So you are hereby forgiven,
Acquitted and set free.
The blind see no colors,
For all is fair in love and war.