I've been there,
Fading out and in,
Like a cloud of rin.
Speaking up the words,
No one hears- I burst.
Sometimes I fly in the air,
Levitate and boom, I'm not there!

I'm obsessed too,
I don't know what to do.
Can't get hold of the time that's running,
Tick-tock,Tick-tock it keeps going.
I feel suffocated, I lose my breath,
Lub-dub,lub-dub can hear in my ears.
All the energy in my legs drain,
Into that invisible river of procrastination,
And I find myself drowned in it.
How do I get out of it?
I raise my hand only to catch my lost self in the cosmos,
I stretch my arm into thin air, and I did get out,
Catching the soft hand of wrinkles,
It was my Dad!  
I woke up from my bed.

Come out,
Either thee sun or thee rain,
Hiding behind those clouds again.
Weather's humid all over and again.
Stop playing and show thyselves and explain!