I have started to wake in the middle of the night, Not knowing the time, in the dark I can't see. I lie there in the gathering half-light Reviewing my life and it's inadequacies
Torturing myself, tying my mind up in knots, Thinking of the problems I've caused for myself. Agonising over each, and there have been lots Exercising my poor mental health
As the light grows at the edge of the curtains And outside in the world, the day it starts I finish my examinationsβ, and I am certain That in every failure, I played the main part
As I hear the neighbour's cars take them away To work. My mind with nothing learned Forgets it all for the rest of the day As my tiredness suddenly returns
The day it passes, my mind is okay No problems at all, everything is alright I get ready for bed at the end of the day Then wake up again in the dead of the night.