Caspers? It's Kinda Like A Big Deal.

Tell me now can I make it past my Caspers? I mean, around this time of night, they always seem to haunt the unsuspecting. They chose the perfect target in that insomniac freshman still desperately seeking to fulfill that New Year's resolution of his. Sleep? I guess I adopted Nas' youthful musings on Illmatic, "Never [sleeping] `cause sleep is the cousin of death". Seriously, being unfortunate enough to be awake at this time does nothing but force thoughts to float around. Even Ke$ha understood the meaning of a clock's annoying ticking sounds at 1-second intervals - they are a constant reminder of time passing. That can be equated to time running out, resulting in missed opportunities - not to mention, loss of sleep. Without working towards that goal, the expiration date on the possibility of reaping its rewards came closer with each Tick Tock. Has time already expired? Am I already part of that vaunted 'zone'? Heck, Cudi seemed to enjoy his zone so much, what's to look forward to in mine? At the moment, I just see ghosts. I thought I may have been over it, but Casper seems to be intent on floating around for a while - I doubt a ghost ever listened to a request of going away. The apparitions refuse to give me peace of mind, instead they request a piece of mine. Amidst all this, one thing is for certain: you are the cutest thing. You knock me down again, and again. No biggie, right? Er, it's kinda like a big deal.