Living in the city of lights just make me ponder,
Why do people not want to sleep?
Why do people seem busy driving their car, riding their bike on the road?
The noise from the sounds of engine transport always makes me awake from sleep.
I'm a girl that really loves to sleep,
A girl that enjoys doing things alone,
A girl that chooses sleep over working,
Until one day I just realized,
I'm always at the bottom,
Not at the top,
Because the one who at the top were..
Desire making a lot of money than to live in a poor situation,
People that busy working than sleeping,
People that hiding painful experience behind those suits,
People that must sacrifice their times to reach the highest skyscraper.