by Cara May 28, 2012
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I'm slipping, I slipped. Then I fell down into this deep sleep and had a crazy dream, almost like an beautiful nightmare. I thought I saw something new, something good, something different, but it was all a dream. See, I don't want to play that game on more. I gotta get up, I gotta wake up, and get back to what's real. |
by Cara
Tnx I tried too get back up |
Wow that's true sweety some fall but they gotta get up once again and this is cute and smail good poetry my dear |