I'm laying in this bed alone at night
My mind drifting off, not like during day
I don't know where I am. It brings me fright
What this is, I cannot say
It's so real. I want to believe it so
I want to run through it. My feet stay still
"Where could I be?" I desire to know
I feel I've been put here against my will
Although I'm frightful, I am excited
This feeling I have is quite extreme
My imagination is ignited
I know I must be in a dream
Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 11:53 PM UTC
I'm laying in this bed alone at night
My mind drifting off, not like during day
I don't know where I am. It brings me fright
What this is, I cannot say
It's so real. I want to believe it so
I want to run through it. My feet stay still
"Where could I be?" I desire to know
I feel I've been put here against my will
Although I'm frightful, I am excited
This feeling I have is quite extreme
My imagination is ignited
I know I must be in a dream
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