Who Needs Sleep?
Why should I go to bed
when I know sleep
is not my friend?
Why not get my work done then
and do as I please during the day?
There's no point
trying to do it in the daytime:
I have no focus then.
Why bother with the thing
that only makes my life
seem more bleak
because my dreams
are greater than
the life I lead?
Why go to bed early
when it means I can't
sleep?
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