My body goes into oblivion

My soul loves to rest in that position

My pacemaker retires

My subconscious backfires

It’s all fun and games till I’m still

Here comes brain with retaliating power to kill

It seems blurry like those glistening tears

I am the only one entrancing this, I fear

Oh! to live the life of noon nap

Or living the life of noon nap

As a child hated the noon naps

Or my inner child still hating the noon naps