I cannot sleep

I toss and turn in my bed

What do I do next,

I think in my head.

I try a book to read

A game or two to play

But the mind is unmotivated

I search for another way.

I take a walk outside

for sight-seeing and for fresh air,

I gaze at cheerful faces

yet my interest in not there.

I proceed to sing a song

and act a role or two

I try to be what I'm not

I'm not happy for I'm true.

I imagine a world of wonders

An art of which I am greatly skilled.

I try to be as happy as a clown is

yet my spirit in not lifted.

All diversionary therapy fails

I cry to God

"Uplift my soul

for it is just too bored".