I'm not sure if I like this poem, I was trying a different style of repetition, without rhyming. Please do tell me what you think, I hope you enjoy!

Don't you love waking up to birds chirping? Because to be honest I don't like waking up at all.

Don't you love the smell of dew as it sits on the grass everywhere? Frankly, I don't really, It make my shoes wet.

Don't you love the sound when you step on crinkly fallen leaves? It's just reminder a reminder that winter is coming.

Why is that you can't enjoy the present because the future is coming soon? Why Is it that you always dwell on the bad and not the good?