Its sad when one desires to live in a world outside of reality
Rather reside in your mind alone
Sleep forever. A cup of tea is all it takes
Sleeping is easy in warmth
Setting the alarm is the hardest task
Or you're just lazy
But dreaming
You'll do anything.
So many distractions
Creeping up on the side of the fence
These are happenings of now.
In my dreams that fence is made of licorice
These happenings are when I say.
Imagination is the greatest gift.
Christmas Day is but a fragment of joy
Holy is the right brain.
Holy is the new thought
Residing only in the depths of a hippocampus
I wish to materialize all of my thoughts
And dwell in what i wish to be
What I wish to be
Will be
In reality
Its harder to materialize
But if i just drink my tea
And dont fall asleep
I can make it
I can make it in reality.