Dreaming is for nights
Keeps us sleeping tight
Close your eyes
Don’t try an fight
Dream until it’s light

Can dreams really come true
Perhaps
We’ve all been fooled
Dreaming
Is an unconscious thing
Get on up
Or lay there lame

An enter dimension
Of doubtful rules
Go to bed late
And sleep until noon
Lay there lame
In serotonin stasis
Or get on up
And
Tie yer' laces!

poised and perfect
polished and shining
diamonds glowing like no other
however, they are still
rocks
heavy as can be
the weight of which was unbearable
- - -
the
crown
fell.
- - -
no longer was she poised and perfect
rather broken by dismay and disbelief