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Life as a part time-fish


IN MY SLEEP When my eyes are closed and I press pause on.my.responsibilities The one time when I don't have to worry about all the things on my list to do And all the wounds I need to attend to I can close my eyes and see something other than my unappealing reality Can finally see the forest for the trees The only time when I have time to appreciate roses and smell the daisies I get so caught up Speeding on the road of life without realising it I get tunnel vision So often focusing on the small things in life prevents me from really livin Cant function without dotting my I’s and crossinf my T’s it feels.like and addiction when i'm driving So hard i'm concentrating on looking out for potholes that my ears forgot to listen To the instructions that I was given I close my eyes and see a kind of life that is only lived in movies And then I wake up Only to spend my most days That are all work and no play When close my eyes One of the few times I'm at peace I can do one thing That I seem to keep on forgetting I finally breathe I may as well live under the sea because it only happens when I sleep
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