Is this poem I wrote any good?
Its for ELA
I call it insomnia

What keeps you up at night?

Is it the small night light that seems so bright?

Or is it nightmares that fill you with fright?

Maybe it's the fan that blows in your room.

Or possibly sadness that fills you with gloom.

It could be foolishness bouncing in your brain.

Or is it a deep thought that seems so tame?

But it's also conceivable that you feel all alone.

Either way, sleeping is a skill you should hone.

Are those the things that keep you up at night?