Why must I fall asleep
I don't have nightmere's
I don't dream about all of the stuff
That scares and haunts me
In this life
When I am asleep
I am in a comfort
it is the end of all
of those terrable things
to haunt me when I am awake
As I rest my head on the pillow
I am happy and secure
the way I wish I was all of the time
The nightmeres are not in my sleep
they are in the real world
they are in the newspaper
of who shoot who today
they are in the hallways
of who fucked who
at whose party
they are all around us
But never in our sleep
those are not nightmeres
nightmeres only exist
In pure relaity |
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