My recklessness for your calm nature...
My smooth skin for yours, like the hair of sheep
My confusion for your conviction
My doubt for your trust
My mischief for your calm chatter

Most importantly,
Me for You

and then I awake,
achieving none as i planned,
stagnant.

as i approach dreamland again,
I slowly wish my stubborn heart would listen

"dreaming it feels better than reality"
it deceives me.
but I know better.
slowly i drift