Picking up two and feeling the new unbalance of my stance 

My body is shivering

The powder I shot is now leaving a nasty taste under my tongue

The breeze continuously blowing through the holes in the walls

Readjusting my feet while looking into the mirror 

Watching the figure stare back at me 

Feeling the sweat drip down my pale skin

My body took a massive turn 

Once was chilled and now quite toasty

My skin adjusting and focusing on a dot on the barn board wall 

The headphones covering my ears and crossing the top of my skull 

My hair tied in the tightest knot

Rather than tickling my neck and falling before my chocolate eyes 

Nothing else is important than the items before me 

I can feel my muscles tensing and relaxing while I shift my limbs

They always say the pain is for the gain 

But I am here because everyone is fake 

They think that a pretty smile does it all 

This place is the only one that doesn’t lie, deceit, and pretend

This place is the realist thing to me