Existential Sleep

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Existential thoughts to keep
Me tossing, turning through the night,
Who am I? What’s wrong or right?
Is this the life I’m supposed to live?
Have I given all I have to give?
My thoughts swirl round,
Shallow to deep,
As now I lay me down to sleep.

English, motherfucker, do you speak it? J/K - it's ok if you don't.

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