The room seems smaller
than it did before
and I'm not sure
if I can find the door.
Seems I've been crawling
around the floor,
just me and the dust bunnies.
This place is a wreck
and I don't know why
but it seems for certain
that I can fly!
If I could reach that
window up high
I'd sail right out;
kiss this place goodbye.
What was that pill
the doctor gave?
It seems to make me
a bit too brave.
At least I've finally
crawled out of my cave.
I better not fly
or I'll be in my grave.
With any luck I'll
be out of here;
if not soon
at least in a year.
But I'm not crazy
so have no fear.
I'll just close my eyes
and we'll all disappear.
