So What

So What

I am very tired.
The child in the room is obnoxious.
Swearing and cackling.
No sense of boundaries.
I must sleep.
Before I lose it for real.

I must lose it for real.
Before I can learn to maintain.
A reality I care not for.
But must maintain
for posterity sake.

So sleep she calls.
I must obey.
Or look for sanity
some other way.

I don't fit in
It must begin
The change to come
I may not win