Shrouded thoughts of being pessimistic,
Because everyone's preaching to be realistic.
So people let their dreams die,
As they open their eyes.
But me, I rather hit that snooze,
Because I don't want to lose,
My deliberation or concentration.
Resurrected from ignorance,
As I close my eyes,
So my dreams won't die.
I begin my days hitting that snooze,
Even though they tell me to wake up,
Because reality is a shock.
I wake up only to hit that snooze,
Because it hurts more to let dreams die.
So in pain, I refuse to lie,
With restless nights.
Living with dead dreams,
Facing insomnia.
Its something I can't accept,
So no regrets.
So let my dreams live on,
So I can at least lay rested in peace.
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 8:40 AM UTC
Shrouded thoughts of being pessimistic,
Because everyone's preaching to be realistic.
So people let their dreams die,
As they open their eyes.
But me, I rather hit that snooze,
Because I don't want to lose,
My deliberation or concentration.
Resurrected from ignorance,
As I close my eyes,
So my dreams won't die.
I begin my days hitting that snooze,
Even though they tell me to wake up,
Because reality is a shock.
I wake up only to hit that snooze,
Because it hurts more to let dreams die.
So in pain, I refuse to lie,
With restless nights.
Living with dead dreams,
Facing insomnia.
Its something I can't accept,
So no regrets.
So let my dreams live on,
So I can at least lay rested in peace.
By myself and Sidney Conway.
My favorite line "In pain I refuse to lie," by Sidney complemented by my line "with restless nights" using lie as a pun. A great example of divergent thinking.
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