Resisting a Rest

If I could have just one morning where I wake up
Without the worry of how to push my feelings away;
I’ll remember, if just a second,
what it’s like to be okay,
And for once I won’t have to lie
through the expressions on my face.
I always think about people dying,
Or what I’d regret choosing not to say
Because the reasons I cannot sleep at night
Are the reasons I cannot really live in the day.