At the end of the day when all my energy has gone and it's a struggle to keep one eye open.
That's when the world changes around and I stand out from the crowd and choose reality above hoping.
Then my eye flickers closed and I think briefly of all those, the people who have shaped my world.
Now when the R.E.M. begins and my brain begins to sing I softly leave this shell behind.
To nowhere I will go and from nowhere did I come, but everywhere is where I am.
And the ghosts of my future are behind me in my past and it is now that I have my answer.
But one query still, shall keep nagging at my mind as I slowly drift further from me.
If this is my freedom and the other is my cage, then why must I always awaken?