Am I dead?

Lazy thoughts in my head,

make me wonder if I am dead.

Cookies, chocolates and ice creams too

this is not want I want from you.

Free wild and absolutely high

Hands out, I run towards the open sky.

Yellow flowers sway and dance

I laugh at the owl's stance.

Blue, green, yellow and pink,

in all these colors my feet sink.

Cool waters tickle my feet,

when I try and move them to an African beat.

The sun has started to melt,

in the dark green grass I knelt.

My body heavy, my mind still active

fireflies hold my heart captive.

Cool breeze dries my sweat

as I lay their in Nature's debt.

I realize that the breeze is not the gentle wind,

but the fan in my room that is on full spin.

I feel lost and helpless in my bed,

what if it was true, all of what I just said.

Lazy thoughts like these in my head,

make me wonder if I am dead.