I think that I was still dreaming

Caught in the morning sun again

Torn from the branch and left to drifting

I try to take it in but everything

Escapes me once again



Is this an uncommon thing

To take ease and comfort in

Floating weightless in your eyes

What this fear I sense

It's all a game she says



I woke to find the day was crying

Somthing stirring in my brain

Step and fell into a memory

Washed away to pain

But the day will break me anyway