It could be what I ate today, or the darkness of my mind
The dreams I have
The hopes I can't seem to let go of.
I keep thinking if I plan hard enough
If I think hard enough about it, I can fix everything
I can turn myself into the person I want to be
He's sleeping next to me and he's so peaceful
I'm jealous
I want to sleep like I'm not afraid of morning
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