night owl

I'm made for the darkness in the evening I come alive my mind whirring with possibilities my hands twitching for adventures i count all the items on my to-do list contemplate my problems and solve them but then I remember... I have work at 7 my mind calculates how much sleep I'm missing but I'm finally awake I put my phone down and focus laying in bed I will the tiredness to creep in now the game begins a thought pops up let it go an idea I've been waiting for breathe in breathe out don't linger don't cling keeping the brain clear is exhausting too bad I'm still buzzing I stare at the blackness asking why why is the world made for the early birds