Reason.

When you wake from sleep,
And try to recollect your day.
A mind trying to piece together,
What made you wake this way.
Did your head lay down in this same mood?
Is it concern generated by dream?
Were things really as concerning,
As they now appear to seem.
Has the unconscious mind added,
Things that were not there,
Or have the days little worries,
Worn your soul a little bare?
A deep breath sorely needed.
All will come out in it’s time.
Let the foggy mind rest.
There may be no reason to this rhyme.