I'm not lazy
I just don't want to wake up and face reality
Real dreams to chase are overrated anyways
I'm fine with just imagining them
In sleep, I can have a perfect world
In sleep, I can have good days
In sleep, I can smile for real
So why should I wake up?
Why wake up to hear people yelling burning words at me
When I can just stay in dream
Why wake up to listen to hating siblings throwing hurtful words at me
When I can instead sleep
Why wake up and have to face school aka hell
When I can wrap myself up in blankets and ignore them all
So why
Should I
Wake up?

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Write My Mind
PoetryJust a bunch of randomness, mostly poems, sometimes just full out rants. Best rankings: #3 in #the11thhourawards2018