There she lay on my bed,eyes wide awake... but not crying.

The time is now 1:17 am.

Lucy has yet to sleep tonight.

I type... she cries.

WTC(rap)??

Lucy, I say. What's your problem

"i want a book"

no

"I want milk"

nope

you want some water? ...I say

"ok"...

Do you think you can go to bed now??

"my beds not cooperating"

{ anger turns to laughs }

crazy insane person laughs, but laughs none the less.

and yet still she cries. Pretty soon it will be the both of us.