Latecomer

I do not have to stay up late.
But here I am. Unsleepy mess.
My wide awake is full of chill.
I never sleep enough to stress.

My lips and tongue are always burned.
The coffee kills my craziness.
The water keeps my hosing clear.
The green tea calms my guiltiness.

When days are tough, I have my breath.
On easy days, I play some chess.
No matter what the nights are like,
I always have unsleepiness.

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