I wish with all my heart to have it all.
Put together 24/7, fly like a social butterfly would,
Catwalk through life.
But sometimes mother nature delivers a uturus-punch,
or
Mr. Sandman decides to be a d*** and steal
All of your sleep for three days in a row
or
That precious little fluff-ball of yours decides to
Decorate your laptop with some feces
So to hell with it!
People who have it all don't know what it means
When your brother awkwardly gives you chocolate
And walks away
They will never know what wicked sleep deprevaiton
Hallucinaitons look like
And they will not have the patience that I do.