Reality dreams
I was a little one
scared of the dark
night light plugged in
sheets over head
worried about what was in the closet
open my eyes to nothing.
pitch black
like a hole that never ends
i enter it
and wake up older
School gets harder and harder
with no one to guide me.
Help is out of reach
All i need is sleep
i strive to be perfect
but nothing ever works
i am called a failure
self esteem is gone.
Wake up 18
work and school is life
study till the crack of dawn
sleep next to none
I am content
being who i am
my reality is a dream
dream came true.
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