Why do I sleep so much, you ask----
Well!! my dreams are better than reality
I don't have to pretend
I don't have to be someone, I don't intend
Laughing, crying, being happy or vulnerable
Everything there-- just keeps me content!!
It's not like I hate my reality,
It made me the person I am
I fell, I drowned, I ran, I frowned
I kept fighting until the dawn---
I forgot who I was, until I met me
The lost me----
In my virtual world
It made me grateful for everything I have
Lost or found, special or ordinary
Made me someone, a true visionary
So why I sleep so much you ask--
I am paving a path
For a beautiful tomorrow
I plan everything beautiful, even if it's sorrow
I intend to be happy now
I intend to be me
Everything beautiful, wherever I see
Oh!! I am tired of fighting
I just want to be free----
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