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I fell asleep in the sun,

Awoke in the rain,

A day just like yesterday,

All over again.



Why do i lie,

In the place i could stand

My nerves silencing,

My every demand.

Why do I sleep,

When I am free to be,

Outside of this window,

And away from me.





Its as if my existence,

Is a slap in the face,

I’m part of a statue,

I love to deface.



So now as I lie here,

I’ll sleep as before,

Knowing as I drift off,

That I could be more…