I don't do drugs,
But I feel high.
I'm not ashamed,
But I feel shy.
I am brave,
But I do cry.
I am no bird,
But I wanna fly,
Touch the sky,
Very high.
But the sky,
Is a lie,
I thought as I lye.
Things I've half done begun to pry,
Before I give up and sigh,
I know I must give it a try.
Before I regret it all and eventually die,
Under the sky,
Which I know is a lie,
I will go and give it a try.

My feelings aren't secular,
In together,
They are mixed colours,
Now me the leader,
Want to separate them,
Before they become weird.

Dark blue sky,
Not the swallowing dark,
Beautiful bright yet deep kinda blue,
The one I always used to paint as a kid,
Comforting silence with Chirping birds,
Stars were still there,
Shiny and sparkling,
Cool breezes, empty roads,
Alone and enjoyable,
That is I realised what "Solitude" is.

I know a little bit of everything,
But nothing seems to be mine,
I'm a little part of everyone,
no one seems to be mine.

But it's fine,
I'm mine.

Calm down
Take deep breaths

But I'm drowning in the air.
The more I inhale,
The more I suffocate.