Sometimes, you can't explain why your mind speaks the words it does. You can write it on paper, but you still can't explain why you chose those very words ....
it's all just a joke
till it happens for real
deep inside just misery
that the smiles conceal
with your eyes wide open
you let the dream take shape
and now that it's in pieces
such a shame you forgot its face
dream another dream you shall
but for sleep you must wait
might as well say your prayers
it's a long ways coming
so dark, oh so cozy
but still no dream
have patience, restless one
some day you'll sleep again
