I would like to tell the chemical in my body that controls sleep to over produce it's self so I can sleep forever
That way I'm still here if you need me but no longer have to deal with being awake
And if you shake my shoulders hard enough I'll wale up for at least a moment and I'll be disoriented and unimpressed I will look up at you and smile
Try to give you whatever straight I have felt and settle back i to my nightmares
Not dead but not awake enough to be alive
