Letras: Knockout. Driven To Distraction. Sleeping In.

Still tired, there isn't much to do today.?My eyes are half-open, will tomorrow be the same? There's really nothing that I can look forward to but look for something else to do. I sit and stare but nothing's there for me to see. I waste another half an hour aimlessly. It's not exactly how I pictured it before, I just expected so much more. What can I do now? I'm asking myself how I ended up here