In Wonderland

Tick Tock Reachin' for the Clock Hip Hop My mind don't stop Hand Fan Coming to a stand Neat Feat Wont get from my seat Strong Long My body's so wrong Teenie Tiny He looks almighty Loud Proud Voices in the clouds Room Boom To big to assume Space Race I'm not in this place Head Bed Full of lead Stars Mars Sitting in the sidecar Grow Woe Eyes a no show Grip Grin Hands so thin Fine Line Sanity's not mine Girth Mirth Coming back to earth Hulky Hazy I must be going crazy This a poem I wrote sometime ago about the strange things that would sometimes happen to my senses of time and size. It is only recently that I found out that it was actually known as Alice in Wonderland Syndrome.