Strict Sleep

You were waiting for me there I couldn't come out My dad is strict, I'm Afraid he might combust You waited for more hours There in the backyard With flies and mosquitoes You felt no discomfort I was conscience-smitten For me to let you wait there Finally I decided to meet you I went out not even caring The glance that my father had given I was suprised that nighttime Has not arrived yet You stood from sitting I offered my hand and you held them It was hard and calloused It was a very strong grip But I let you and we both smiled because it was hidden From the view of my strict father Who went knowing that I would Only send you home we walked towards somewhere We arrive at the bus stop With busy and noisy streets I told you it was goodbye I turned and went home But I was still conscience-smitten So I decided do get dressed And follow you somewhere We went and I was shocked That I did not even care What my strict father would say If he finds out about what I did I was afraid that my neighbor would Say mean things about me That I was being a flirt When I let you hug me tight We arrived at the place where your friends are at We had a fiery argument But I have no idea how it started All I know was I have been holding back My feelings and my emotions For I was afraid what my strict father would say If he founds out that I am Tied to you affectionately I sat at the bench And your friend approached me Saying how you really love me And how you wanted me To love you back The friend told me to wait for you You have an urgent thing to say I sat there in the bench With my phone in my hand Waiting for you to arrive Until I came realized That everything was just A lucid dream. You felt real when you held my hand But you weren't there when I woke up.