I can fly.
I can hear things I never heard before.
My body is as light as a feather.
My thoughts aren't driving me to the edge of insanity.

I am in pure bliss.
The marijuana in my system
is finally kicking up.

I'm finally feeling the way I like to feel.
I don't feel miserable.
I don't feel sad or depressed.
I don't feel angry and suicidal.

I actually feel happy and content.
I couldn't care less about anything right now.

I've found my escape
from the world forever.
So I won't be bothered by anyone's **** any longer.
I can live in my own fantasy.