Insomnia No More.

My insomnia is cured,

Little did I know, I only had to obtain a broken heart.

See, it's easier for me to dream, than deal with my crazy thought patterns,

Working out all kinds of silly scenarios in my head, that may never happen.

I can't help it, It's the way my mind works,

I can make the tiniest little problem, seem a thousand times worse.

It's a curse,

A mind prison, so to speak.

A bit like kryptonite to superman,

This is what makes me weak.