Staring at the Cealing

sometimes i just lay there
staring at the ceiling
wondering if its all a dream
wondering when ill wake up
go back to my life
before it was all perfect
back when life
was falling apart
when my world
was falling to pieces
when i wasnt happy
and when i lay here
i was crying
wishing life
would be like it is now
happy
flawless
perfect
and now im laying here
staring at the ceiling
hoping that if this is a dream
that ill never wake up

Reviews

[melissa]

Great poem