Why does it seem
I always get woken up
In the middle of a dream?
I'm sound asleep
Then I'm awakened
My dreams, I never get to keep
In the middle of a book
Someone has a question
I never answer, I just throw them a look
In the middle of a game
The phone seems to ring
The disruptions drive me insane
I wonder why it seems
That others want to bug me
Until I want to scream
Oh, to be at home
But never left alone
7-14-09/RjH
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