Tuesday, April 21, 2020

an hour more sleep

I don't wanna spend my life
Sleep deprived and acting normal
Coffee can't replace sleep
Money can't sit in for sense of ease
What if self care really means
Accepting the lazy parts of self
Sometimes a finished job is flawed
And finished can be better than perfect
An hour more sleep and a little less stress
Decidining to be done in imperfection
Maybe it's okay to be seen as lesser
Long as I have some more happiness.