When the heart betrays

Sleep

A bed where most teenagers find themselves

For sixteen hours of the day

Because they'd rather be asleep than

Deal with their problems

And if sleep is for the weak

Then teenagers are the weakest group

It's a drug

You close your eyes and just like that

You're gone and reality can't touch you

And if nothing was ever a priority

Most of us wouldn't bother waking up

Do you know what it is like

To lie in bed awake

With thoughts to haunt

You every night

Of all your past mistakes

Knowing sleep will set it right

If you were not to wake