Bad Dreams
School days are over
Dogs name is Rover
First come the bills
Then come the pills
Work your life away
So you have a place to stay
Taking on too many things
Then your phone rings
Jumping off the building you go
Trying to answer it so
You can find out who it is
But then they say it's none of your biz
Splat to the ground
Luckily no one else is around
Out of your body and into the air
You look down and see a body with your hair
Crazy, you're going crazy
Get out of your bum state, don't be lazy
To late to get ahead
But, everything would end if you got out of bed
Wake up and you will see
That this is not a dream, It's Reality!!!!!

Written in 1992
*Copyright Trixey 1985-Present
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