Me and my mind in conversation...

I remember the time When sleep meant calming down! After a day's excitement It charged me up for another round It's a little different now The calm is gone, sometimes the sleep as well! Excitement, well I try to keep up the levels Though the real story, the lines on my forehead tell I crave for nights when I can actually sleep And feel it like it is the end of the day, It should feel like a break, I shouldn't worry just yet for what would happen the next day. My mind should free up From the worries of all my accounts. From the perpetual struggle to add zeroes in the bank's, To adding likes and comments and other supposedly social counts They say these are blessings in disguise. Better to have these pains than nothing at all! So yes I consider myself to be one of the blessed few, But then can I ever tell myself, "for my needs, that's all"! How many nights must I sleeplessly sleep, Before I can call