My get up and go has got up and gone,
Today is here and yesterday’s gone,
I should be grateful that I opened my eyes,
I should be thanking God I’m alive.
I have so many plans I must fulfil,
I know I’m going to stay in bed until,
The absolute last minute I can possibly wait,
Then run around crazy trying not to be late.
I find myself thinking as I hesitate,
Would they mind, as I contemplate,
Does my presence matter if I’m not there,
Would they even notice or would nobody care.
My bed is cosy and my duvet warm,
I can see what awaits me with the dawn,
The frost is holding onto the leaves,
The day might be just the same I perceive.
I pull my covers right over my head,
I wish I was still sleeping instead,
When I’m asleep my head it seems to stop,
When awake I can confidently say it does not!
I guess I have to get up and face the day,
Though my mind and my body want to stay,
Right where I am and to disconnect,
For I’m not ready to be part of the world yet.