"Wake up! Wake up!" my alarm starts to beep.
I say, "No, I'd rather sleep."
"Get up! Get up!" my alarm raises its voice.
I beg, "Please, stop your noise!"
"It's time! It's time!" my alarm continues to fuss.
I growl, "For more dreaming, hush!"
"It's here! It's here!" my alarm makes it clear.
I protest, "But it's too early for the bus."
"It's gone! It's gone!" my alarm chatters on.
I state, "Oh no, I slept too late."
What is the theme of this poem