To go to sleep feeling like sky,
And hear the cry of a clocks beep.
To swim in deep thoughts and ask why
We always try to beat down sleep.
Each second passes at lights speed,
The night will heed to this time glass,
And this time glass to has agreed
To trim my need to just surpass.
One day, I’ll beat this rule that says
That it sure pays when we retreat
Quick, I will pleat my ill spent days
Fix while it lays on my bed sheet.