complaining

My blanket is too short
I feel like a black person in court
My bed is too hard
I feel like normal stuck in retard
My pillow is too smelly
I feel like a skinny person with a huge belly
My sheep are too fast
I feel like a winner comming last
My sleep is too far
I feel like a spaceship turned into a car
My dreams are too strange
I feel like a star with out his stage
The night is too loud
I feel like a raindrop with out it's cloud
Evrything with my world is wrong
As people run around, as people long.