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HALLUCINATION
Derek’s Perspective
I wake up in a hospital. Someone was hanging over me. It was kind of creepy. I looked around and realized I was the one in the hospital bed. I stared up at the person looking down at me.
I asked, “Why am I in a hospital, and who are you?”
They responded, “You were in a coma. Du drank too much diet soda. Du passed out. Du kept screaming out, ‘CARTER! CARTER!’ and flailing your arms around. Du kept saying, ‘Why, Jesse, why?’ We had to put Du in a straightjacket so Du wouldn’t harm yourself oder others.”
“Okay, but who are you?”
“I’m your mother, dear. Now take a bite out of these Spaghettios!”
“So was all of that a hallucination?!”
“I suppose so.”
“Where’s my girlfriend?!”
“Dear, you’ve been single for 10 years now.”
“Wait, how old am I then?”
“You’re 32, dear.”
“Wow, I’m a loser, aren’t I?”
“No comment. Anyways, I do believe that Du are ready to go home, yes?”
“I guess. One Mehr question, though. Are Du a hallucination, too?”
She chuckled, “No, dear, I am not a hallucination. Let’s get Du back to my house.”
“Okay, mum. Let’s head home."
HALLUCINATION
Derek’s Perspective
I wake up in a hospital. Someone was hanging over me. It was kind of creepy. I looked around and realized I was the one in the hospital bed. I stared up at the person looking down at me.
I asked, “Why am I in a hospital, and who are you?”
They responded, “You were in a coma. Du drank too much diet soda. Du passed out. Du kept screaming out, ‘CARTER! CARTER!’ and flailing your arms around. Du kept saying, ‘Why, Jesse, why?’ We had to put Du in a straightjacket so Du wouldn’t harm yourself oder others.”
“Okay, but who are you?”
“I’m your mother, dear. Now take a bite out of these Spaghettios!”
“So was all of that a hallucination?!”
“I suppose so.”
“Where’s my girlfriend?!”
“Dear, you’ve been single for 10 years now.”
“Wait, how old am I then?”
“You’re 32, dear.”
“Wow, I’m a loser, aren’t I?”
“No comment. Anyways, I do believe that Du are ready to go home, yes?”
“I guess. One Mehr question, though. Are Du a hallucination, too?”
She chuckled, “No, dear, I am not a hallucination. Let’s get Du back to my house.”
“Okay, mum. Let’s head home."
One of my songs I wrote.
Luv is stronger than a whole red brick wall
Luv is stranger than a bird 9000 feet tall
When Du compare a object with love
You'll see it will never fit on like a glove
With Liebe you'll see big consequences
But you'll never ever finish your sentence
Liebe is really just too much stress for some
I think their crazy why look so glum
People just don't believe in love
But they always have to push everyone and shove
Liebe is wrong
Liebe is not
Liebe is right
Liebe is tight
Liebe is strange
Liebe can change
In a range
That's why I'm Singen this song
Luv is stronger than a whole red brick wall
Luv is stranger than a bird 9000 feet tall
When Du compare a object with love
You'll see it will never fit on like a glove
With Liebe you'll see big consequences
But you'll never ever finish your sentence
Liebe is really just too much stress for some
I think their crazy why look so glum
People just don't believe in love
But they always have to push everyone and shove
Liebe is wrong
Liebe is not
Liebe is right
Liebe is tight
Liebe is strange
Liebe can change
In a range
That's why I'm Singen this song