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Waking from a dream is like coming home
unpacking and remembering where I've been
slipping into my old skin
finding myself again
sometimes it's like I've never left
sometimes i can't shake it off
it feels so real
or it feels so false
so rarely in between
someone told me that dreams are real
that we can control them and drive them like a car
i haven't figured that out yet
everytime I try to do it
it gets jumbled up in my jaw
in my dreams i wander
homeless
never knowing who I'll meet
or what to say
my emotions sink like butterflies
carrying an impossible weight
when I was a kid I had flying dreams
but now, those are gone
and now the only way I know
for sure I'm dreaming
is in the dreams
I never sleep
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