I lay in bed
all nice and warm
Sleep fills my head
Don't want the morning
Can't get up
Want to sleep
Need a hot cup
of coffee to awaken me
I'm late for work
I don't care
feel like a jerk
With a cross to bear
Not a good way
to start this day
I think I will play
the martyr today
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I sure can identify with this poem, Tiyler! I felt that way just this morning. Well done! Warmest regards, CJ