Trust me, baby

I closed my eyes, sleep cascading down
A little man, somewhat like a clown
Prancing above my lids, creating shadows
Clear tears like little pixels
Falling and falling
My god, is it fall?
School again?
I wont be able to sleep in?
Damn... my stupid classmates...
Who think writing poems is like tracing down your soulmate
Stupid and pointless
And so they roam
And date like apes
I am waiting for you my love

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