Can’t Sleep, Can’t Eat

Can’t sleep, can’t eat. What is life doing to me?

Making me suffer cos of love; sometimes I feel

like a turtle dove, wanting to fly away and never

come back another day. Why did I have to run

into her? Why did I fall for her charm? All I wanted

to be was left alone, and, really I wasn’t causing any

harm. So I’ve run away, never to be seen again –

never to see her face, or hear her name, so here

I’ll stay, but I know I’ll never be the same!