How are you? I’m fine

Answered me, without thinking

But I say “Me

Let’s have a look around.

What do we see?”

The ol’reliable family

Floating around like lifeless chunks of blue blocks

Rectangular… in shape… if you wonder

But me, in the mirror, not talking much, unlike Family

No friends in sight

Just thoughts, maybe

They are there, somewhere I believe

We just exist separately

My music coming from the otherworld

Holding my hand, running away into the forest

Of madness sometimes

Or mere sounds, waves on the sea

Coming to drown me

A book, in my hands

Either queues of words I am unable to see

Or words of a new moon shining brightly

The night is alright, I am fine

“Look out through the window

What do you see?”

Lives I can never get a hold on

People walking, talking, but I can’t feel them

I can’t grasp how that old man used to run around

There are birds in the sky, forced to be free

And leaves falling from trees, in agony

As far as I can see

The rain is pouring upwards

For it finally resists gravity

Something’s odd, it must be

Hey, raindrop! What is going on? I asked

“I am fine”

Me too, I said