Desperately wanting

Too often do I hear that I should get rest. Or that sleep is good for the soul. I sometimes find myself staying busy but then losing focus on why it's become an addiction to stay active. Today I tried to do what everyone else says. I stayed in bed and watched old school TV shows which is generally my idea of a relaxing day. Instead my mind wandered to boredom and all I wanted to do was sleep. I thought of measures I once took to sleep only out of curiosity. But then I remembered everything else that came with it. The missed calls. The amber alert. The tears. The bitching. The scars. The pain.. all for sleep. Sleep is something that comes natural to everyone around me. Why can't I have it? Why is it that I need to completely wear myself out to be able to squeeze in a few hours of shut eye?

Linkin Park - Leave Out All The Rest