Waking Up Poem by Velma Wells

Waking up in the morning is so hard to do
I’m still tired and sleepy
Thinking in the morning is hard to do
My brain is still a little bit tired

Having a little brother makes me go insane
He just won’t leave my stuff be!
Everything is just a game
When you’re talking to a rock!

Getting enough time in the bathroom makes me go crazy
Why do they constantly bang on the door? !
They always treat me like a baby!
They think I’m irresponsible

Why doesn’t everybody just grow up!
This is the life of an 8th grader waking up.