Sleep
Waiting for the bus
Early in the morning
On the corner
Like a mailbox
I stood there wishing
That I still had my eye closed
In my comfortable bed
On that fluffy pillow lays my head
I was wishing that I was sleep
So much that I fell asleep standing
Then fell
Like I had narcolepsy
I was dreaming
Lying on the wet ground
I was dreaming
That I was awake
Next minute I woke up
Confused, terrified
In my comfortable bed
With that fluffy pillow beneath my head
Early in the morning
On the corner
Like a mailbox
I stood there wishing
That I still had my eye closed
In my comfortable bed
On that fluffy pillow lays my head
I was wishing that I was sleep
So much that I fell asleep standing
Then fell
Like I had narcolepsy
I was dreaming
Lying on the wet ground
I was dreaming
That I was awake
Next minute I woke up
Confused, terrified
In my comfortable bed
With that fluffy pillow beneath my head
This Poems Story
I feel tired a lot
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