I realized the people in my dream are trying to speak to me
My own mind holds multiple conversations with itself in my sleep
and I can't stop thinking that dialogues are just a story to tell

Are we lying to ourselves and betraying ourselves when others speak?
Are we being honest and letting ourselves realize us when others speak?

And the stories told are just a round a set, like the spinning of our brains
and the violent subconscious forgot we even had blood,
When I sleep, my inspiration bleeds through my closed eyes,
and every time I blink, I can't help but think about how
I could keep my eyes open forever,
and never stop dreaming.