Ninety-Nine Milligrams

Ninety-nine Milligrams Corners and shadow, in silence so long This is my world, it is my own Does not conform to conventional guidelines So they labeled it autism Fools, they are so close to the truth yet so far Reality is mutable here and so I make it Heaven and Hell, for many and none A stained and tainted strand frayed and withered Time without memory passes Yet the seasons give testament Dendrites dance within the cannabis indica Fractured thoughts and lithium induced haze He's going back to the future.