Where I'Ve Been

Where I've been.
you've been there too.
I'm sure.
I'm sure.
That little space inside your mind,
on the underground floor,
I don't want to see the sky,
don't want to meet anyone new,
or anyone or anything
that happens to look like you.

When days get dark, I'll never know
so I'll never feel unwell.
Even if I told you
where I'll be tomorrow
Tomorrow could never tell.

I could wish "Good-night" to no one.
and no one would wish the same.
I can hear that "Goodnight" in my mind
leaving no room for bad dreams. 
No room for disarray.

Where I've been.
you've been there too.
I'm sure.
I'm sure.
That little space inside your mind,
on the underground floor,
when you don't want to see the sky, or make any new friends
It's a great place to go.
It's a place called 
nowhere,
where everything outside your mind
ends.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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