I wake up in bed
but I'm still in a dream.
Trying to excape,
what I just can't face.
I'm trapped in my head,
where everything is not what it seems.
It feels so real these words take shape.
Not sure what to make,
of this one-two mistake.
Trying to erase,
the times I couldn't be brave.
When I couldn't save,
the me I couldn't become.
When I was just too young.
I couldn't understand.
Why.
It was already too late.