In a daze
Voluntary life haze
Mind consuming muddle state
Glorious kind forever
Everything light
As a feather
Day dream
Might seem like I’m enjoying it
No reason for reason
Nothing seems to want to matter
Gravity of meaning off
Everything stands for little
Clarity almost none
It’s ignorant and naive
Much more is here
I don’t want to leave
It’s not about getting high
It’s about letting your mind fly
Why do they want to be so stern
So serious
So much of the time
Why can’t they live in this place
Easy flimsy space
All of the time
It’s much less reasonable
up here
Floating in this daze

it gets clear eventually
and sense begins to make sense.

I’m sad reality always grounds my brain and it all gets heavy again.



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