Day 254

Morning

The alarm rings softly,
A tune I chose myself.
It's a beautiful little melody
That gently sings me awake.
I snooze.
The second time the alarm rings louder,
A mediocre melody I chose myself.
It's a lovely little tune
That taunts me awake.
I snooze.
The third time the alarm sounds,
It's the same melody as before.
I no longer claim the tune
That threatens me awake.
I snooze.
The fourth time the alarm blares,
It's the same annoying melody.
I vow to change the beeping
That forces me awake.
I snooze.