I want to sleep, But I can't find, All those weights, That normally bind.

Time is a lie, So easily lost, As we see truth, We forget its cost.

No energy left, Even after days of rest, Nothing that changes, This battery's long past best.

Energy that slowly flows, A river that just ripples along, Nothing impressive on the surface, But a current that is going strong.

Weights that drag me down, Keep me from the surface, As they drag me into the dark, I lose myself from waking's service.

A black veil over a crowd, A silence that drapes over thousands, A memorial slowly gaining colour, As flowers are put down for everyone.

Strained patience trying not to break, As all that we can seem to do, Is ask around and then get sent, To do a task or two.

A burn as we drink, As we slam it back, This will put us up, To see what we lack.

Is it poison? When I speak to them? Do I kill the relationship? When I show them who I really am?

Tired eyes strain as I move, Got just one thing left to do, But as I move through it, I find that the count increases to two.

It is midnight and you're still awake, No sleep will call for you today, It is three and you're still awake, No relief will be found in what I have to say, It is six and you're still awake, No dark to ease your eyes this day, It is nine and you're still awake, No wonder will banish the gray.

You want to sleep but you can't, Breaking down as you are denied what you want.

So many things, That I could've done, But now that I've got it, The day is gone.

Ready set and go, Just no energy left, So another way was found, And I ordered food with fingers deft.

All those plans, Lost to a lie, Not even a good one, Just one sold with pie.

Sing about love, Sing about death, Sing about life, Sing with your breath, Sing and celebrate, Sing songs to live, Sing to be great.

A stabbing pain, As I breathe in, Oh the horror, Of a new begin.

Kara's mood was difficult to read if you didn't know what to look for. Smiles came easily for her, no matter what. But Lena had learned to read Kara no matter what. If she was happy she'd go for some of her favourites, though they also made an appearance when she was sad. Those were important to read in proportions, more food like on Krypton? Sad about outliving people. More of the earth food? Probably happy. It was difficult for Lena to learn it though, because she hadn't realised it. The reason she hadn't realised it was simple. Kara only did that with other people. It was only when she was invited to a game night did she see it. Kara had specific food she'd always get for Lena. At first Lena had been confused, but when Kara had gifted her with a book on Krypton's scientific advances she realized it. Just in a footnote, a reference to a cultural practice only practiced within a certain city. Nothing more than a curiosity to the author, something so normal. But when she compared the mentioned food to what Kara got her, it became clear quickly. Argon had a tradition of finding specific edible flowers, which used to grow around the city before the large advances in science destroyed the wildlife. Those edible flowers were for meals you only made your intended. Kara was courting her with food. And if that wasn't the most Kara thing to do, Lena wasn't in love with that oblivious alien. Now what was the Kryptonian way to accept that.