days come, days go
they all have the same scent
they all have the same smell
I don’t want to smell them
days looks strange to me
nights not neutral either
they both come uninvited
like noisy quests

who said I want to meet you both?
Who asks for my own opinion?
for me to meet the damn day?
it’s night .. they are both killjoys
I don’t wish to meet this day
neither don’t wish to meet it’s night
they both gives me nightmares
so let me sleep n enjoy my dreams

in my dreams, I’m calmer in my sleep 
I’m more lighter
I’m allergic to days n nights
I want my own deep sleep
the sun makes me puke, the stars entice me to vomit
I don’t wish to meet them..NO both…they are not my cousins.