Are you even out there in the night?

Somewhere awake

Is this all just some dream of mine?

We’re such good friends in my dreams though

Just in my dreams

It would be kinder for my mind to let me forget

We don’t live with kind minds though, do we?

I don’t know what I was meant to be

Definitely didn’t live up to expectations

Definitely a colossal failure

It’s hard to reconcile with it

Hard to see all the wasted emotions

Scattered

I thought about changing it so getting back farther was easier

But I don’t think that’s the problem

I think I’m the problem

I’m simply not fit for human consumption

We’ve come to this conclusion before

Imagine if I was?

Ah, well, I am me

I’ve been twisted by myself

Because I’ve been by myself

And this is where I find myself over and over again

Here in this silence

I wish the sirens would play

Is there something for me here?

Or is it out there?

Friends

Friends sounds nice

I have friends in my dreams

Can they come out into the daytime please?

I suppose I’m going to them again

The repeatings

I can’t figure out if it’s a game I’m playing

Or if I’m actually doing the searching

If it’s a dream maybe it is both

I don’t know what I’m doing

I don’t know what I’m doing

I don’t know what I’m doing

I don’t suppose that will work any better than asking for help

This world I’m in

Was this really on purpose?

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