I'm the saddest when I've just awoken,
because I know I wont get my dreams back- they're broken,
Just like those nightmares in my day dreams,
because i know the scary things there only cause fake screams,
and I'm glad that the pain that I cry,
aren't wet tears- they're dry,
but I know these thoughts wouldn't be in my head,
if the next time i went to bed,
I didn't have to hear another suicidal lullaby.
