CLEAN(ish) ROOM, NEW (old) POEM

Mother and I have cleannnnnnneeeeeedddddddddd

so in celebration here is one of my poems:D

SLEEPY

Eyelids fall, weighted by sleepiness

as hard as we try

there is no way to stay awake

we trudge home and

heads fall, weighted by

sleepiness

as hard as we try

There is no way to stay awake

then we toss and turn

time passes, aggravated by

sleepiness

as hard as we try

try is no way to sleep