They thought she was just grumpy,
The reason why she never got to bed willingly.

Everyday they found her asleep on her books or laptop as if she drifted off to sleep without knowing,
They knew it wasn't healthy, she did too.

But she didn't have the courage to slumber,
And to let her inner demons stage their drama as a nightmare, a series of torture.

Her mind became a battlefield
Everyday a battle to smile, every night a battle to sleep.