Awake?

Awake?
Awake at 3:30 feeling so sad,
I must write a poem with hopes to get glad.
I woke up-- I'm dying but wait, aren't we all
I can't let that stop me, I need to go paint mural-- an urban sprawl!
Today's not a good day but maybe the next,
I must first do some planning and consulting 
But I"ll try not to make it too complex!
That's really a comic, I'll go back bed
And not rise again until I have 'happy' in my head!