I can never tell if I am waking up or falling asleep
You see, my dreams
No, they're not dreams at all
When I close my eyes; I soon open them

In both realities, there is time
And days
And months
And years
And even seconds to spare

But where am I now?
It's the same bed
It's the same house
It's the same floor
But, but, but the day was just night!

Stuck on a hamster wheel of reality
My dreams are not short
In fact, it's like living indeed
It's torturous confusing realities

You. Ha. You are here.
Or there, I suppose.
But that cannot be
So obviously to me
This is the dream.