Tuesday, March 5, 2013

The 3am desparation


Ah sleep, why hast thou deserted me
An early-to-bed-early-to-rise types, I have the potential to be
It's all part of my grand plan, come here and see
But you're stubborn, it's 3am and I need to pee

A long time ago my parents scolded me for staying up too late
Now they're ecstatic, if I'm up at eight
Morning walks might still be pipe dreams,
But it's been a while since it wasn't lunch, but breakfast I first ate

What could I possibly have done...
...to deserve such a fate, I just had some fun
To all who ask me to sleep early, what am I, a nun?!
And I don't sleep all day, my day just begins with the setting sun

And beneath the moon I've seen some amazing sights
Taken some great pictures, and seen twinkling lights
But now people insist on calling me,
The thing that goes bump in the night

Until "Twilight" I had no problem in being called a vampire
Some vamplings, I once hoped to sire
But one more mention of glittering in sunlight,
And I'll walk out into the sun, to set myself on fire

But before I set myself ablaze,
I must rid myself of this daze
Upon the rising sun I must gaze
And see if waking up early is really as magical, as everyone says

And I must hurry, the damned idiot might tell the kids
How he found their mother, quite soon,
And I'd like to finish this PhD
So my life is no longer a sad toon
And so people stop calling me that loon
Who decided instead of taking a paying job, to work nights and stare mournfully at the moon

Imagine the limits of my desparation, that I'm using pop-culture references
I tried counting sheep, but they refused to jump the damn fences
I agree, I must be out of my senses,
But I've seen too many of my friends' thesis defenses

And now since my mental capacity is all too low
So much so, that I didn't use "pun" in the 13th, no 11th row
I must try to watch some boring TV show
To bed, I must go!

-- me