5 hours into day,
5 hours restless and awake,
5 hours be the length,
By which thy mood is tested.

If by 5 hours you grow weary,
Then the day shall drag,
Dreadful, dreary,
Let there be no mistake.

The stakes of the day,
Are easy to misplace,
To ask time to wait,
Is a laughable thing.

Yet still we say,
Why not do tomorrow,
In exchange for this day?
And our restless souls turn.

Filled with dread for tomorrow,
As we never learn,
That 5 hours in,
We start again.