Every Night

Every night
When I go to lay my head in my bed
I find that I'm already there
There I am laying under the covers
Asleep
But it isn't really me
No it's the me I could of been
It's the me that exists
If I had made the right choices that day
If I had put down the doughnut
and picked up a apple
If I had turned off
that mind numbing reality show
and picked up a novel
If I had not dwelled on my faults
and remembered the things that make me great
He looks a lot like me.
The only real difference
He is smiling