It's Three Thirty In The Morning

Alright... I guess this is just a quick poem I wrote up last night / this morning, when I realised I didn't have anything written yet!  I guess it technically describes my life in general... or at least, most nights.

IT'S THREE-THIRTY IN THE MORNING

Boy, am I glad
I took tomorrow off work.
I am sure I will have
plenty of work
piled up for me
when I get back.

But right now,
it's three-thirty
in the morning,
and I am wide awake
and drinking orange juice.

Maybe I should
at least try to sleep.
Honestly, I haven't even
climbed into bed yet.

I am sure
that probably has a lot to do
with why I am still awake.