Dreamsickle

And if you could see inside my mind, there's nothing there

But the images from the night give me no words

Looking back on when I thought I was a bird

I was looking at the ground to find a worm

From the other rooms inside my house, I like to hear

Sounds of people talking and they laugh, I am not there

And it makes me feel like I am all alone

And it's nice sometime, pretending I'm not home

Walking around the neighborhood

Admiring yards

Feeling sick

Animals in my dreams

Cannot tell what they mean

Snakes are reoccurring

Once I saw a black deer fawn