Somnus

What's the sense in getting out of bed just to repeat the same routines again.
My life's so common and cliché,
work a dull job for duller pay.
Sheets of my bed seem to reflect
my overwhelming discontent.
The corners slip off the edge.
The loose sheet wraps around my head.
Wake up to notice it's displaced.
Frustrating feeling I embrace.
The fact that something so small
even bothers me at all.
Tells me I just need a sleep
that's as long as it is deep.

So just let me lay here.

Just let me lay here- don't wake me up don't wake me up.
Just let me lay here- I've had enough I've had enough.
Sometimes some sleep is all you need.