Insomnia in Moderation

Reality isn’t quite what it seems

Yesterday I woke up in my dreams

We were cut free from our strings

Hope wasn’t some unobtainable thing

I prayed I wouldn’t wake

Gave my innocence a break

Trust me I prefer ignorance as a means

This isn’t the best that we can do

We’ve only ever been lied to

Existential dread forever looms

The matrix will reinstall soon

The cycle will reset

People will forget

No need for alarm, we just hit the snooze