Light It Up, Pen and Paper

Light it up. As I'm gazing through the white lines. All I see is black written words I must be high. Wiping my eyes to clear my vision, I would be rich if I could sell this because its so refreshing. Even when I sleep their in my thoughts and my dreams. Smile on my face when I hear them saxophones sing. Dancing with my dream girl or maybe a couple. Flashing the finger to my haters as I stay humble. Hearing my favorite music bumping. My brain starts jumping. Love this feeling wish it will never stop. But as the beat drops and the people and the party stop I hear a loud beep. I woke up and realized its my alarm clock. "Beep beep beep" roll over "bee-" man what a hangover. Now I'm back to reality I gotta stay focused and can't go back. But if writing and music was a drug.....I just relapsed. Light it up.