I’ll often get these strange feelings
That there’s something in the room
A monkey on my back
Looking over my left shoulder
A blue canary by the light in the corner
A Guardian Angel floating above
Dropping angel dust as their wings flutter
Or my best friend right in front of me
Yet I cannot see – for they are timetraveling
All these things that look like nothing
But feel like what makes up me
That I pretend are not real
Because I’m afraid I’ll look crazy
To the empty room I pretend is actually that
And end up making myself feel lonely
Rather than risk I’m wrong about reality
♡Sugar☆World☮ 