I'm not myself

Eyes pull apart heavy in the morning Slightly sticky from the night’s thoughts, I feel her push my body out of bed. Straightly stumbling on a quest to discover energy, I fled "Where does it hide?" I think to myself "Maybe in the fresh wind we will collide? or in the wash of the water, unleashing the monsters from my body?" I wonder I get back into bed and close my eyes Resting my head on my pillow, where all my thoughts can bury themselves in the soft confidence of my sheets. Waiting for the day, I wake up as - Her.