Tonight I took a long walk, it was snowing somewhat heavily, big fat flakes, beautiful.

In my ears “and up above, aliens hover, making home movies for the folks back home” and I was thinking, have I become a spectator of my own life?

In my ears “let it flow like a mud slide when I get on I like to ride and Glide I’ve got depth of perception in my text y’all I get props at my Mention ’cause I vex y’all so what’cha want” What is it that I want? What am I looking for here?

In my ears “A sickened mind and spirit, The mirror tells me lies, Could I mistake myself for someone, Who lives behind my eyes?” Is it really me here, or just a few layers that needed to be shed?

In my ears “In this theater that I call my soul, I always play the starring role” Center stage. Look at me, look at how miserable I am, look at how sad my situation is, look at meeeeee, hello????? I’m here, over here, hey, look here!

Strangely, I’m in a good mood tonight.