I wake up in 4 hours

It's good to see you when your back is facing towards me
and I'm tired of singing to these trees
Cause they sing these lyrics back at me.
It's been a while, and my taste is becoming quite sour,
as we pucker up lips, and squeeze out every single flavor.
While sticks, and stones may eventually break all of my bones,
but may I add you threw at me only twigs, and pebbles.
As I lay inside this bed, and stare into these canyons crevices hanging upside down-I decide to make a wish.
I realize when I open my eyes, the stars were tragically only glued to these ceilings, and I'm now feeling quite restrained.
All-in-all while one fell, I decided to make a wish upon a shooting star.
I've yet to see it come true~