I know that more hours of sleep I need at night
Yet at the end of every day drowsiness I fight
Trying to stay up for an hour or two, alone with my thoughts
After the rest of the family has gone to bed and I know I would not
Be interrupted- this is the time for me to belong
To myself alone, throughout days that are long
I belong to my workplace or to my family
There is no time when I can belong to me
Except in the quietude of the night
Therefore I do not turn off the light
When I should, because the next day would come
And I would subservient to my responsibilities become..
Passion...unbridled 