I am fading out, a greater power, I am turning to steam, more humid than a shower.

My body is binded, I am being blinded. Everything’s clouded,

Am I being grounded? Where am I?

Is this supposed to be funny, like something a clown did?

I am in a big city; I need to calm down.

I am wearing a weird white gown, I can think of what to wear, how ‘bout a leopard print button down.

It’s only me, that’s a let down.

Everywhere is shiny, more so than a gold crown.

Everything is silent.

It’s only me, no aggravating people, like tyrants.

The whole world is my sandbox, I could do a one man riot.

I can’t be reliant, it’s just me.

I can do whatever I want; go to Atlantis, talk to fish, and swim with my trident