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Awake, I refuse to sleep


Sleep slips through my face I race to stay awake In the wake of the fun at no pace I run away lost in sleep with no trace Drowsy I feel, sleep, turned refuse from the fun Awake, I refuse to sleep Bemuse' to choose between awake and sleep Confuse', drowsy I still feel, lost in double vision Rowdy I see, a handful made crowdy To stay away, a trouble' mission Awake I choose High my eyes beep with drowsiness Asleep I choose Low my eyes creep below the crowdedness of my lashes Home, sleep turns to Rome Come home I see in the dream Awake the dream makes home Rome never home but lost in the dream
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Keezle

I'm an individual who believes that there is no end to self discovery... being better with no end is all I strive for.

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