Sometimes I lay awake at night,
I think of random things.
Why does my brain in darkness dwell,
On unlikely happenings?
It’s what if this and remember that,
Tomorrow I’ll feel OK.
But my funny brain it does not stop,
It likes to tease and play!
Eventually I get to sleep,
But morning soon has crept.
I see the time and rush around,
Oh no! I overslept!