Snooze

You open your eyes while the bright blinding light scorch your eyes and you desperately search for the alarm thats beeping away, you then press the cancel/snooze button telling yourself just another 5minutes before you topple back down your bed, sinking into the mattress that has enveloped your warmth overnight, you shut your half-closed eyes to gain the darkness with the tinges of red maroon effect from the light that you no longer bother to see, longing to stay asleep and thus giving in to insomiac devil that battered up the angel that pestered you to stay awake. And into the slumber you fall after cuddling yourself, longing to remember the dream you've had or to start a new dream of unreality to forget of the tiresome day you lay ahead, knowing that no matter how nice it might be, it just lasts for couple of hours before you do the same notion of falling back to this unreal world at the unearthly hour.

This goes on and you start to dread of being awake, having forced to have things thrown at you and shove it up your face everyday regardless of what you are doing, if not you have your leftover bullshit to deal with from the past that you thought you could erase by just walking away, you swipe it across your conscious and then try to forget about it, those non-chalant ideals that you don't need in actual fact, haunted by the thoughts of your own which you proceed to smoother them out by shoving a pillow upon your enstrangled face, reminding yourself it wasn't meant to be, cautiously lie that you have done your best when you know you had more to offer but you were hesitant, deep inside you were selfish and unwilling to cast yourself away as a bait to save that poor fish being ravaged by the delusional gigantic apprehendable problem.You realize every single second you stay awake, a single second more you have to face the world, you have to get the interrogation lights shined upon your face, you have to make nice with everyone, you have to become the hero that you always wanted and also the villian that acts upon your own egoism. You realize the truth, the meaning of being awake, then you squeezed your eyes and try to get that 5 more minutes of sleep which eventually you take for granted as you try and see how much more time can you escape and get away with it, and the more cake you could gather, the more chances of eating the cake there would be.Then you snoozed away..

Sometimes you're hot and you're cold..
and it seems that i don't have enough fuel to keep you coming