Mirror mirror on the wall

Who’s the sleepiest of them all

Nestled deep in my bed

And the blankets pulled tight

That fan in the corner that I hear at night

My eyes are heavy 

And the day is done

Time to return to dreamland for some more dreams of fun

The thoughts from the day being backed up in your mental hard drive

Sometimes it’s just much harder to sleep

Thoughts don’t leave and you don’t feel at ease

You try to relax but simply you can’t

In this case scenario you should try to rant

To your dog, pillow, or whatever you see fit

Just get those thoughts out so your mind can sit

That feeling you get when you’re fast asleep 

Is like little fairies whispering in the trees

These are no ordinary trees 

They are the trees of your dreams

Anything you can imagine, name one little thing

The best part of my day is going to sleep

Because I know I’m in control when I’m in my dreams.