I try my best to stay awake
and hide my attempts to dream of lakes.
I hold my eyelids to keep them up
and drink coffee from my large cup.
I'm tired, I'm sleepy,
my eyes want to close deeply.
My vision fades
as the sound wades.
I see the haze of dreams
of cakes and creams.
I want to sleep right now
but I don't know how
with all these people staring at me
To do so would be a catastraphy,
but I don't care
I'll sleep now and tell you where
where I go
I'll let you know.
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