Reality?

[cleric_of_the_bong]

As I sit smoking,
toking with friends,
So far away,

They say its real life,
but I feel as if I'm only dreaming.

Falling and falling,
but i never hit down,
the rush is great.

To keep falling,
that wonderful feeling,

Does a dream carry pain,
and anguish upon its shoulders,
or is it true reality thats care free,

Dont wake me,
if truly dreaming I am,
For then reality must have no love with it's loss of pain,

Goodnight I feel light,
I Am tired wake me no more,
For this dream I adore.

[le-bong-water]

may i borrow this poem for my room im lookin for poems and what not to decorate it with. please and thank you
happy smoking