I have learned how to stare into space for minutes.
And while I'm staring,
While I'm getting lost in my own little bubble,

I repaint these walls,

I rebuild this world we're living in,

I imagine that we're all just a burst of different colors— trying and trying to blend with each other.

And while I'm getting lost, I think that we'll all get found. Somehow.

But I remember,
It's all in my head.

They are all in my head.