Wrapped in big fluffy clouds,
I dream,
I dream,
With all of my fluffy friends,
I'm free.
I've been hypersensitive,
All of this excitement,
It's too much for me,
I'm leaning closer,
Getting smaller,
I must resist,
For if I'm wrapped in clouds,
I might do something that I regret.
Wrapped in big fluffy clouds,
I dream,
I dream,
With all of my fluffy friends,
I'm free.
I've been told I'm too old for some things I have,
But these things I'm attached,
I can't let go,
I just want to let go,
But no,
No,
If I let go,
I will shrink much faster,
I'll start to be little so much faster.
Wrapped in big fluffy clouds,
I dream,
I dream,
With all of my fluffy friends,
I'm free,
I wish I could be,
But it mustn't be,
Because no one would like me,
No one would want me,
Not while I'm like this.
A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading! I hope you have a fantastic day!
~Ollie
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