Just a Dream

Sunday is the day dreams wake up and nightmares begin.
Once Friday comes, I may dream again;
But now it seems not even Saturday can diverge from these horrors in mind.
My dreams have become frightens and my soul less kind.
So now one video is played on repeat.
The good times seem far, and the video is scratched.
The nightmares arise like a fire from a match.
It seems even the best dream quickly turns to dust.
I thought you would help that but I guess I had too much trust…





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