Sleepless In The States

I would just like to know What the hec has happened Going from a light sleeper where every creak made her wake To one who snoozes through a train wreck beside the bedroom window And now tosses and turns Drifts to sleep then awakens and can not fall Back into the dream and rest she needs This thing called age can be a blow Changing the body from east to west Then north to south I feel like a compass near a magnet Spinning round and round Mama warned me about marriage and children But she seemed to leave this detail out So awake I be with a cup of tea Chamomile to seal the deal But sleepy time is not near, I fear So laundry here I come And a clean home Soon shall follow And senseless words will be typed As I sip away on my tea And read the box that’s full of hype