Not depressing and alone

I sat at my desk and realized

I should fly to another place

But I’m all tied down and twisted up

And I look like a big disgrace

I sat at my desk and I said to myself

“There’s something wrong with me”

Maybe I was being ignorant

There’s so much I need to see

I said to myself and I fantasized

I should run, be wild and crazed

And as I sat there, chewing my pencil

My mind became rather dazed

I fantasized and I became transfixed

By the colors in the sky

I looked at my life and faded away

And closed my eyes and cried

I became transfixed and I opened my eyes

And the tears sizzled away

I inverted the colors and twisted the world

And tried to live for the day

I opened my eyes came back to my senses

Still searching for a place

I decided to stop writing this poem

And save a bit of face.