I hate these places

I hate these places
The ones full
Of people
Who also hate them
People like me

I hate these people
The ones with
Their needs and dreams
That also disappoint them
Dreams like mine

I hate these dreams
The ones that
Keep me from sleeping
The ones after drinks and before cold sweats
The one's with you

I love you
the one that was always there
to keep me from these places
but you're just a dream now
a woman I speak to in prayers
through a made-up payphone
always in the bathrooms of one of these places

maybe I'll leave some day