My reality has fallen apart,
I am like an over-turned cart.
There is only one place where i can find peace,
not in reality where i am one peice.
In my mind lies the key,
but this place is only for me.
Although you may have this place of your own,
you will find that you are all alone.
I wish that i could stay in this place,
but its impossible for all of our race.
Into this place we come all the time,
only to exit when we hear the chime.
You do not see why i like it here,
but in time you'll understand dear.
In this place i do what i want,
yet in my life this place will haunt.
If you do block the world out,
then you know what this poem is about.
We can not sleep all day,
so in this polace we can not saty.
 
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