The Dream

There’s a voice in my head
That thinks it’s me
It’s always playing
The same story

Sometimes I believe it
And I hurt
Sometimes I watch it
And I smile

I’m not quite sure
When the awareness came
That the thoughts and I
We’re not the same

But now it’s here
There’s no going back
To the dream of a person
Drowned in lack

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