“Sleep”

It’s only when the city sleeps that I can be free. It’s only when the city sleeps that I can be myself. No eyes staring at me, no judgment, no condemnation, I can be who I want to be when no one is looking. I can be a fool and laugh without being laughed at. I can be stupid without being called stupid. I can act like a child and not be punished like one. It’s only when the city sleeps I can be real without being called fake.