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Feb 2013
Are you awake
or are you still dreaming?
Is whats real,
really worth the feeling?
Cause it feels the same
as it did yesterday.
I get up out of bed
but I'm still asleep in my own head.
Dreaming of a place
far away from here.
Do you pretend
this just can't be real?
I feel so sick,
maybe just hungover.
Another day has gone by
and I have yet to stay sober.
Cause its the same old bills
and the same old job
and the same old guilt trips
from my dad and my mom.
It's the same old thing
that never goes your way.
I wish I'd have had the nerve
not to stay

Because I've never had a place to call my home.
Never had no one to call my own.
And it's the same three words everyone is begging you to say.
You dont have to tell me anything, I'll still love you anyway.
Written by
SpicyBandits
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