Tommy's Party

Though I'm in exile

It's such a lovely day

I still wish I could see my friends

I have so much I want to say

Then Dream says that I can have a party

And invite everyone

And I'm once again reminded

Why I actually like him a ton

I spent hours planning

What I'd do at my party

The conversations I'd have with them

Maybe I'd even hear "sorry"

I cleaned my hobble of a home

Until all the dirt was gone

Today is the big day

And I'll face my party head on

I sat at the large table

As the sun slowly set

But Dream was the only one there

I've never been so upset

Tears started to flood my mind and I

Wondered if they were true

The Dream all but confirmed it:

"It's not like they want you"

I spent hours planning

What I'd do at my party

Maybe my friends would have shown up

If I had just said

"I'm sorry"

I cleaned my hobble of a home

That I built up on my own

But then when I tried to do something nice

I still ended up all alone

When I got the chance

I confronted Wilbur

He said that Dream had tricked him

And sent him into the winter

I still don't know who to believe

Betrayal has started to feel numb

Even if they'd gotten the invites

I still don't know if they'd have come

I spent hours planning

What I'd do at my party

I don't know what I did to deserve this

But god I know that I'm sorry

I cleaned my hobble of a home

But is it really even mine?

I dangle my compass over the lava

But hold onto it as a lifeline