Anti unlogical

You stay awake all that night long
Whispering the lyrics to that song
Disbelieving time is what you do
When whispering when half asleep
Till whispering leads to dream
And dream brings you back to earth
The place you feel troubled and really hurt
You stay awake all that night long
Theorizing ponders you mind has made itself brought upon
Anti hate
Not logically speaking
Together being anti unlogical
Belief ends short as due the days
Life long lives that of forgotten ways
Luck is no longer brought by miss fortune
Luck is bought with a twenty dollar bill in that store in China town
You stay awake all that night long
Dreaming thought of dreaming in you home
You don’t dream the dreams that others loath
Instead you know your life is real
When you should be learning the truth surreal
You stay awake all that night long
Writing in a note book on your bed with pillows moved aside
You write the poem believing that you are instead really I
Who do you believe, the poet who wrote these lies
Or the mind that thinks this poem is wise