lu, mildly an artist

I'd Like to Sleep at Night

Why do people do things?
I don't know why I do.
I attempt to do the right thing
And it turns out to be poo.

I dislike running races,
Yet I run them all the time,
(And I'm getting rather tired,
Of this ugly little rhyme).

Is there any way to make
A decision that is right,
And still feel good about the choice,
And be able to sleep at night.

If you have an answer for this,
I will take it eagerly.
For now I'll be resorting
To Sleep-eez, Chamomile Tea, and tapes of the Sea.