The Parade Of Life

As she lies in her bed at night
Hugging her heart-shaped pillow
With a blanket pulled up to her chin
She closes her eyes
Images of the day flash in her mind
As she watches the cruel world
Dancing in the darkness of her eyes
She thinks of all the miseries she faces everyday
All she does is hope all night
That blissful sleep would take her way
Every day she prays for a bright day
A day without any blues
A day with no sad memories
A day when her mind would be totally serene
She longs for a blank mind
Like that of newborn child
But the miserable parade of life
Just goes on and on
The black curtain of the night never opens
Into a bright day
As she still lies in her bed
With worries swirling in her head
She wishes she could sink deeper and deeper
Into the blissful sleep and never come out