Nightmares
We had nightmares when we were little
Monsters with heads of three
But what happens when these dreams
Start to merge with reality?
Homework chasing you through a hall
Deadlines everywhere you run
Your one true talent is procrastination
The amount of sleep you get is none.
Responsibilities weighing on your back
the thought of college scares you straight
beginning to study at 12 o’clock
like this test grade determines your fate.
Falling down a hole of thoughts
Change is your biggest fear
Tired of overthinking
Could take a nap for a year.
You finally breathe a sigh of relief
Once your pillow hits your head
nightmares can happen in your sleep
but some begin when you get out of bed.
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