Why don’t I get lullabies anymore?
Why don’t I get someone to tell me that the world will be alright when I wake up in the morning?
When I finally open my eyes after a sleep littered with unsettling dreams
I see hatred. I see garbage, fighting, sadness, and pain.
Am I dreaming the true reality, or are my dreams just coming true?
Even though when I wake up the world is still spinning,
It’s not turning the way it should.