Dirty hands

Friends go to the diner

I have other plans

Sitting in my bedroom

Feeling like floating

Spinning like a flower in bloom

Naturally here

Struck with fear

Sound waves near

Chewing a pen

Bored with nothing to do

The room got blue

My head in circles

Feeling high

Skin dry

Water with lime

Feels like I’ve committed a crime

Time has never passed so slowly