Once again
the pain
waxes and wain's
why can't I sleep

morning again
I want to go back
follow dream track
I dreamed I was dead

finally I said
I woke up dead
sick I am
of toasting bread

don't want breakfast
lunch or dinner
tired of trying
to be thinner

sick of life
it's too much strife
kids have problems
between husband
and wife

old I am
I don't want
woman or man
friends are too much

wish to run
or play with a ram
happy I was
to wake up dead

annoyed
don't want to
wake up
if dead

why wake up
if really dead
wheat's the point
it must be said