Do you think when worlds collide

We are able to see the difference between green and water

We are wet in our heads looking for salmonella for a chance of eating out

Depression is surreal for people who can't talk about it

Psychologists on video call are like characters in a game of chess multicolored

Nonetheless black and white. Like an 80s film played backward without the technicolor

I look at the lamp light thinking of the beginning of electrical

And yet kites are the only thing that try to be free from the strings that, tie them together

Is flying in the air a kind of puppeteering too

No one likes the Overenthusiastic

And yet some of us have known know other form of the blues

Iv granted myself the soliloquy without no Shakespearean ploy

A midsummer nights dream

And a tempest of goodbyes

This fever pitch has excitement, and a little bit of solace

But the end is a restriction a barrier

For the 200m race

This level of knowing is a curse from Egypt

The mummies are decrepit

Just a larvae for a caterpillar butterfly

That's about to turn into a moth

Our favours are fervors of constant enlightenment

Our drunken stupors a little nothingness of being

Do you know what is fighting the everything we've been trying

The lousy little loft on the fourth floor if our building?

A little pain for five days builds immunity to my ways

And standing on a rooftop means you've got a roof above your head

I'm only trying my, best to avoid this test

But the premium is due

The insurance is my head

In the 1800s I'd be a prize for few

But I am brown and without rest

I'm a doctor for patients

Nine months due

There's no contentment. Just tea for two

Corner cubicle, a cup of coffee and comforter

Clay pot biryani and coke that's rum undercover

Cream onion crumpets at cafe's in California

Keto diet cocktails and a cooler for the summer

This little hurricane is more than a Katrina

Because I was reborn after 2020 I am a Millennial forever