Idealism and Lullabies

I always listen to your favorite song,

pretending that you’re the one singing.

It’s all  so clear in my mind;

an illusion that will drown me for a lifetime.

An illusion,

singing me a lullaby.

" Happy thoughts and gleeful sighs filled my broken heart,

as I lay my head tonight,

I''ll  hum the songs of the morning light"

Now, 

d
   o

  w
n

to sleep, I go.

-Sixth Child