Here you are again,
yet another star in my dreams.
days when I think about you, you don't show up in my sleep
yet when i don't, you tend to be the guest appearance.
its like your living in my subconscious,
playing with my mind.
I can't escape from this,
I can't hide.
should I try and drink bottles of that alcohol,
or maybe even bottles of caffeine
to keep me in the real world,
the real world that shelters the reality.
I try and stay awake.
if I don't sleep,
I don't dream.
head bobbing up and down
and I pass out, failure to keep awake
as you pull me back into fantasy world
and its your face I see once again
