*yawn*
neither awake nor asleep
dwell somewhere in between
neither someone or something
be it life alone
i walk it like a park
half real, half fancy
yonder wails on my sleeve
inthe arms of make-believe
sleep will set you free
in the arms of make-believe
in the arms that let me be
abide by a dreamer’s flight
cheater misfit on high
alone in the landscapes
periwinkle skies
a worried pretender passes me by
