Technically not Insomnia

When I’ve woken up
After 9 hours of sleep
And the morning sun has asked ‘sup
And the light has done far more than creep

The rays are shining through
Into my disturbed line of view
And though all I want is rest true
It has decided to leave me for you

I’m sure that those who aren’t me
Are in bed and sleeping quite well
And not thinking but dreaming in glee
Because unlike me, you’re all still under that spell

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