Kept the places ive been
It swallows my pride
Everytime i dream at night.
Sometimes its a rock
Most times its my hands
The mind couldnt control
When my head is on my pillow
Forgetting its soft
Even its comfort
With these eyes closed
My head sank into my pillow
It is my gravity
Pullin me down for hours
Then i forgot my reality
Sometimes wakin up to showers
Committed a crime within nightmares
Wondering why strangers appear
But it didnt tell a soul
And wait for a little more.
Lying still on it
My head sank into the galaxy
On my every turn ut fits
Kept drowning in ecstasy
Like a door to my unknown
Sometimes a palace i own
But though i made a million footprints
At night it shows my little feets.
I could travel for days
Even stars shine lightyears away
But not a chance would a soul borrow
The queens magical pillow
