I’m so tired, so sleep-deprived today.
To be sure, I always stay up too late.
Drink caffeine at night; it’s the price I pay.
Waking hours spent in a zombie state.
I wish I could joyfully greet the dawn.
instead of squinting through bleary red eyes.
I punctuate the silence with a yawn.
Roll over in bed, block out the sunrise.
I only seem to come to life again
when the stars are out and the sky is black.
I seem to have boundless energy then.
Watch TV, scroll through Facebook, eat a snack.
Morning comes, and the cycle starts anew.
It’s what happy insomniacs go through.