Sleep?

I should really be sleeping
But my lack of good diet,
means my stomach is in pain.
Twisting and turning it feels like battery acid,
Yes battery acid.
You just slightly awoke and wiped your eyes,
And now you're off again,
Back to sleep.
It feels like its eating itself.
Monster turns, you turn
Away from me.
I filled up your aquafina bottle
In the bathroom
I wish we could talk
And I wish I knew what to say
So that, I don't sound stupid.
And that dosen't mean I'm any less tired.
7:53 a.m.

Stainshane