Just another day in the life of me
Nothing special, nothing new
Spooky thrills tremble in the night
Children waiting desperately for their fright
I see a vampire in my dreams in the day
In the night I see an angel in his right
Someone somewhere explain my mind
How it is reversed in the day-to-night rites
A shimmer traces trails in my eye
Left-right I look to find tracer of trail
Shimmer again I turn to see
It’s just my reflection staring back at me
I sigh, shaking my head at myself
What sort of life I should have to lead
To wish for something of this sort
Just something to break a normal reality
A twisted or bored mind I wonder
To want normalcy to be the fantasy
And for the fantasy to be the reality
A very bored mind mine has to be indeed