My head hurts so much it's
pounding, The fact that I'm not dead yet is astounding, I've
popped some pills too many to know, My vision is blurry it's
time to go, The cold is now surrounding.
Me: My
glasses are smudging. Me: I
should take them off. Me: *le
takes off glasses* World:
*dark* World:
*super bright* World:
*sparkly* World:
*bending in 238382847562 directions* Me: Maybe
I'll keep my glasses on.