Awake

I lay each night in bed awake, 
sometimes wishing my life, they would take,
To be reborn and start again,
To be brand new, untouched by men.
To bear my children, with a clear head, 
And have a whole and happy Mammy instead.
I lay awake, each night and think,
it could be worse, turn to drugs or drink.
i didn’t though, but I still feel as bad,
so many thoughts, it’s driving me mad.
If only I could sleep, and dream for a while, I’d be ready for tomorrow, it would all be worthwhile.
Instead I lie awake, I don’t know what to do,
your reading this with me, your awake too.