Nocturnal

I hate day time.
Why can't I be nocturnal?
I hate day light.

I want to sleep
when others are awake;
I want to be awake
when others sleep.

Why can't I be a bat?
Hiding in day light,
pretending not to be there.

Why can't I be an owl.
I'll awake at midnight,
hide till midnight,
come alive at midnight.
And at midnight
I'll be alone,
no one will see me,
bother me,
talk to me.

I'll be safe,
unbothered,
alone.

I love the night,
the dark,
the stars.
I come alive,
at night,
in the dark,
under the stars.

I'll be nocturnal.  I'll be a bat...an owl.
I'll be alive.