Tired is My State of Mind

When waking up feels just as hard as trying to sleep you wonder where the irony is Maybe if you could think straight you would see it But the lack of sleep keeps the full colours of life at bay A monotone world like an old black and white movie… but they’re seen as romantic right If only this could feel that way Instead it is a daily struggle between thoughts you should be having and those that just love to be there No benefit at all; just a dull nagging You’d think with all the hours you’re awake you might be able to be productive Maybe that’s the irony agin. What happens when your waking world turns to sleep Like a snowflake trying to make it to ground in a hurricane A constant battle against losing, knowing the inevitability of what’s to come Tired of being awake but exhausted with the effort of trying to fall asleep