It is usually
When sunlight
Peaks through
Everyone’s windows
Waking up
Those doing
The nine to five
Work creep
When they
May come
To me
I am
On their schedule
They do not care
If I sleep
Those sleep sheep
Assigned to me
Are some
Little bastards
They did
This to me
They come
When they come
Unbeknownst to me
So every night
I am fighting
And losing
Night time
To sleep
So I had
To adjust
To dozing
In the daytime
But like clockwork
Eyes close
Phone rings
I answer
My mind is
Jumbling up
I can not
I do not
The language
Anyone is
Speaking to me
It is like
White noise
From a TV station
That has gone
To sleep
I have no
Of what is
Being asked
Of me
I am so tired
Of being tired
I beg you
Could you
Just let me
I do not remember
Ever having
Eight hours
Of unirrupted sleep
I am not
A dayriser
I am
A night crawler
So your timetable
Does not pertain
To me
Please do adjust
Your communication
With me
Do not call
Pop up
Include me
In any
Daytime activities
I will be


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