To Sleep Or Not To Sleep

TO SLEEP OR NOT TO SLEEP 

To sleep, or not to sleep: that is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer 

Through class the drooping eyes, the weary neck, 

Or to take action against these 

And by skipping class end them? To die: to sleep; 

No more; And by sleep to say we attempt an end 

At rehearsals and the piles of work 

That college is heir to, 'tis a consummation 

Devoutly wish'd by over-achievers. To die. To sleep; 

To sleep: perchance to stay awake in Philosophy! Ay, that is the rub; 

For in that uncomfortable nap on my desk 

When no lesson passes through my ears, 

(When I have completed the reading at 1 in the morning,) 

Must give us pause: there’s the problem

That turns my eyes from white to a grapefruit pink (occasionally demon red)  

For who would bear the incoherent thoughts of the half-asleep 

The confusion of disjointed thoughts, the inability to concentrate

The aching eyelashes, the desire for more than a chair. 

The pining of bed and pillow 

That even the liveliest student has not the strength to deny

(especially) When he himself might his nap take 

With a pair of cozy sweats? Who would choose 

To moan and complain from class through hall 

But that the dread of waking up from dormancy 

The dreams you’d forget, the nightmares you’d remember 

No human prefers to be asleep, it puzzles the will 

And makes us long for that which he have not in the moment 

Then fly to my bed! And sink soft therein... Only to have 

My conscience strain at my brain and keep me from the brink of rest 

And thus, the vicious duties of day turn a simple cat nap

Into something sicklied and soiled with the pale cast of thought, 

And makes the roommate, boyfriend, mother sympathize the moment 

With their regards-- and often demands 

And make me loose my sleepy action-- Soft you, now! 

The exciting noises, a song to pull me from my comforter 

Be all my forsaken hours of sleep rememb’red