Up all night

Up all night but not my choice. Just wanting to raise my voice. It’s getting early in the day. I’m running out of words to say I’m going to just have to work. It’s time for me to be a jerk. These lines that fill my head. They always say write tell your dead. But I have to go it’s time you see. The working hour has caught up to me. But it is fine I’ll make it past. How long my working day will last. I just couldn’t stop the words in my head. So I never got to go to bed. It’s ok it’s just one day. It’s just that night what can I say.