Dream

by Katelyn   Sep 9, 2007


Scary or creepy,
baby i no you're sleepy.
Scared it'll all come down on you,
scared you won't be able to pull through.
Letting it all run through your mind
one last final time.
But what happens when the game ends?
What messages will you send?
How exactly do you get through,
if you don't know what to do?
Nobody ever lets you in
so how do they expect you to win?
Can't figure out which way to go
when you lose your way as the wind blows.
Your hair's in your face
and you can't see to finish the race.
So you give up and try to find a new plan
trying everything that you possibly can.
You scream and you yell
wondering if everyone's waiting on you to fail.
Can't wait to get home,
there you'll no longer be alone.
But then you wake up and find it's a dream
at least that's what it seems
but it all felt so real...

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