tomorrow will be the day
where i finally get up and say,
"i'll get things done
and not let anything go to waste."

the next day comes
and though the alarm hums,
the snooze button implores
back to my dungeon of snores.

10 a.m. comes
and though the alarm hums,
i have all day to labor
back to the sleep i savor.

although noon comes
and though the alarm hums,
my dreams are my lone escape
so why waste time awake?

3 p.m. comes
and though the alarm hums,
my mind feels lambasted.
and though i attained my slumber
less energized, more hungover,

...

half my day's been wasted.