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.