I need a rhyme but I just can't think to well at this time.

My thoughts are buzy and my brain is numb.
My mind is fuzzy and I can't see past glum.

When I get sleepy my creativity turns sour.
I can only think sad things so I'm left with no power.

Sad stuff is all I can think when I'm this tired.
Happiness, love and life when awake and wired.