Sleep it's Alright

Days come and go, Clock hands rotate endlessly. We tangle our lives in a mess, Thinking, "It's alright, I’ve got time to fix things." But that thought isn’t fit for the 21st century, It's human nature, I get it. But is it worth it? To waste time on nonsense, Fooled since you saw the first light. We don't own time, Yet we tend to forget. Time is like a monthly subscription on Netflix, Wasting it in a bath of fantasy, All for a fleeting dopamine rise. Then comes the harsh realization: No funds for the next month. We wasted it. Don’t waste the meat inside your head, There's a reason you have it. Think before it’s too late.