My afternoons have become mornings
and evenings are afternoons,
Nights is the only time I check clocks.
They lie with whispering voices
Not to wake me up but do they know
That I am the one that never falls asleep?
Mum screams at the little kid within me
Who drinks coffees at midnight hours?
I am sorry mum I need to kill worries
At morning hours just like you do.