Can you feel me?
I can see my thoughts as if they were a shadow dancing on the walls of my reality.
Feet prancing and tiptoeing slightly to the left and to right.
Realty slipping so lightly tipping to the side so slightly
Giving a lime light that glows from its center
A flyer fly leaving its glow
Yellow and green neon to ex-stream
Reality tips on its rim leaving corners leaning in
Reality slips into a portal of lime light glowing within
Reality comes back showing me what I lost so long ago
Reality slipped so many years ago.