Night..

the cockroaches are nocturnal 
as am i
my eternal love for the night
might never die

The clock's gone beyond 12,
i'm beginning to feel like myself
I pace my room over and over
embracing the peace,loving myself

I'll never wish i was somebody else
for i just too much love myself
as long as i have with me
the love of the night
the spirit in my heart
and the love for myself
will never die