Conscious

I want to wake up
And feel the sunshine
Against my face
But I’m still sleeping.

I want to breathe
In the fresh air
And fall asleep in a field of flowers
But I’m still sleeping.

I want to feel
Nothing and anything
And everything in between
But I’m still sleeping.

I want to wish
Upon a star
And have it come true
But I’m still sleeping.

I want to be happy
And I want to be sad
But that’s a little hard to do
When I’m lying here dead.

Written April 11 2007.