The \"dream\"

by blayne   Nov 28, 2004


I'm driving along all alone,
singing a song,
and on my way home,
i had a long day at work,
and had a bad day,
my boss is a jerk,
and is very gay,
boom i was hit,
everything went white,
and i yelled shit,
into the cold dark night,
as i woke,
i seen family all around,
and i started to choke,
and fell to the ground,
my alarm went off,
and i woke up,
but i didn't even cough,
and poured coffee into my cup,
it was only a dream,
then my phone rang,
my boss didn't have to scream,
and all i said was dang,
it's a weekend, and i have to work,
my boss is a geek,
and as i told you, he is a jerk,
I'm driving along,
all alone,
singing a song,
and on my way home.
my dream had a point,
don't go to work,
it was a day off,
and never again can i work,
all i can see is dark,
even in the day, at the park,
i cant do very much,
i can't even hear, taste or touch.

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