The long last night

I blame my sleepless night on the full moon
I blame my nightmares on somethingelse
But if I get up, and try to watch TV
Everything looks sad
Everything looks dark.

I walk around pretending not to think
I cruise around pretending not to know
But if I try to cruise and think
I rather go back into my world
where thre are not pills or alcohol anymore
That keep me from not wanting to know.

I seat down wanting not to long
and I walk down the street longing not to want
But if I long, I may not get what I do want
and if I want, I know that I will long for very long

So, in my misery,I will seat down
and wait until I want
and once I start longing, long enough
then I will walk down the street
Pretending not to think
and wanting not to cruise, for very long

Even if I do...